I think there’s a 12-step program for that…
Tuesday, August 12th, 2008I love writers. Such a carnal, misguided lot we are.
This is painfully put into stanza in Milsta’s “My Mother Told Me,” the story of a budding poetess trying to love her way into adulthood. “I was escorted through town embarrassed at how love looks when you finally sober up.”
The business end of love is [...]