Sleeping

I watched her sleep.  Her breathing wasn’t audible.  I recall a struggle.  Pillows were squeezed and hands were scratched.  Her lip still held a speck of dried blood.

Smoke filled air gives every room the impression of movement.  It was this morning I watched her sleep.  And when I kissed her for the last time I tasted gasoline.

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The Guy Who Can’t Relate to His Girlfriend’s Parent’s Problems

“Repave your driveway?  I’d rather make out with my sister.”

The Girl Who Wants to Talk About Movies Four Years After They Came Out

“Matthew McConaughey was so sexy in Fool’s Gold.”

The Father Who Can’t Figure Out How to Say Goodnight to His Son when His Son is Having a Sleepover

“Alright kids I think it’s time to get some sleep.  Goodnight.  Don’t let the bedbugs know you’re scared.”