When the end comes, I hope itโs as strange as that. I hope that the sky tears open and the world is washed with colors that weโve never seen before.
Joey ComeauI live to feel her fingers move inside of me like this. The bus makes another stop. A fat man climbs aboard, hauling himself up the stairs. I would kill him for one more moment with her fingers inside me. I donโt have to. She gives me my moment for free. He lives because of her generosity. We all live because of her generosity.
Joey ComeauWe are terrible for each other, and, yes, we are a disaster. But tell me your heart doesn't race for a hurricane or a burning building. I'd rather die terrified than live forever.
Joey ComeauI have a form of ESP that allows me to consistently pick losing lottery numbers, and generally make poor life choices.
Joey Comeau