So I’ve been working on some little short stories set in Rochester. They all connect with one another, and I’m thinking of weaving them into a longer narrative. This story is about a homeless bum with supernatural powers, although you won’t find out about his powers until later stories. This is my…
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The bus rumbles on through the blue night, Full of strangers waiting to be home. I search their faces with a tender curiosity Pretending I can read their minds and hearts.
People will break your heart, But what can you do about it? Take my heart and turn it into a friggin’ omelette Break my heart over and over, I don’t care. The chicken can always lay another egg.