The Pillow Talk

The Pillow Talk

I know you’re there. When I wake up at 4:30 AM and peer into the blurry darkness. I feel your cool breath on my neck, your sweaty palm around my waist. I smell whiskey sour and wings from the place on your way home from work. And for a moment, I whisper my fears, little wins for the days, memories I had of you as I passed familiar places. I tell you about the video guy I met while getting coffee in the cafeteria today who reminds me of you.

And then I wake up for morning rounds and see wrinkles in a pillow that I always know are from you…

<3 M.

The I O U

The I O U

The Rock And The Scissors

The Rock And The Scissors