subtlety

depression is a funny thing really. you never really know that it’s there. it’s this sensation that barely creeps up on you; it ghosts upon your skin, your thoughts, your consciousness…

passenger seat

I roll the window down and then begin to breathe in the darkest country road and the strong scent of evergreen from the passenger seat as you are driving me home then looking upwards I strain my eyes and try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites from the passenger seat as you…