Helios

What's that? My dog is sick. Sniffling and sitting with the broken chains of my old swing set. Breath in and never breath out. Watch the gold haze lower as a girl walks over. Soft, orange hair. I'll be off my way now. Drawing nothing but zebra stripes into my stockings.

You and I are twinning into this madness. What makes you think I won't do it today. I can't help you anymore than I can't help myself.

"I felt so ashamed that it had taken me this long.

I wasn't the only one running from something."