her love was like jelly of the moonlight tempting to undress my darkness

Everybody said, “Follow your heart”. I did, it got broken

She didn’t want to be reminded of her past or how different her present was from the future she’d taken for granted.

Down below people were clipping by going nowhere fast. You could feel the long despairing history of the place. You could actually hear it, a low hum like the buzz of a sick bee that...