In the farthest city light:
Cars slosh down the street in the night rain.
I have walked down this road and back again.
The wind howling sounds like I live on the edge of the world.
Slosh howl slosh howl howl slosh howl.
I’m Asexual, and LGBTQIA should have a letter for me… - I wrote the bulk of this piece back in Connecticut in 2013, when i still believed in the concept of mental illness yadda yadda. i am adding this preface i...
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