Your thoughts as a werewolf revisiting a loved one’s house. #2 in 2nd person series.

Your thoughts as a skull on a siren’s belt. #1 in 2nd person series.

Listen.

A copiously angry, honest letter I’ll never be able to send.

Come, take a seat by the fire and listen to an old queer be reflective and morose.

Hearing people say "I have no friends" gets pretty old when you know it isn't the truth.