The Norm… Or Is It?

By Mac Guerreiro Today is already so charged, Is there a full moon upon us? Maybe an eclipse? Has mars gone into retrograde? Because the intensity keeps up, The tears come and go for reasons eye genuinely don’t know, Eye long for your warmth, Your bed, Your embrace, But eye have my own self to …

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By Mac Guerreiro His somber energy spoke for itself. The way his eyes look like they’re 90% here and how they’d search around for things that are always in the same place. Eye fight the impulse to climb over the marble and wrap myself around him, my hand finding that one spot on the back …