Radio Man sings of bruised euphoria And I hate him. For narrating this string of passing scenes So incisively; For stealing my chance To name my pain So effectively, I pass Inattentively Through small victories: A drive on the highway, another pound lost, a promotion. Surveying the ache for white flags, daily But my hands always come back […]

And then there’s the pain. Your eyes are suddenly overcast. My heart sinks in my chest- An unwelcome reflex. I feel like I’m starting to lose where I end, And where I begin: I am afraid. Terrified, actually, That this, Is going to be just last time: Years, Spent crushed, Under my own, Optimism. Maybe […]