“i’m not deserving of it. i’m ill.
in an act of invoking my wrath,
i neglected the motivation of
why i do what i do. i ruined a
family for what i perceived as
a righteous deed.”
woman across from him. even
with his senses it felt impossible
to truly read her.
“there’s always something we
can do. have you spoken to ben
about … him?”
distant sounds throughout
the kitchen could often times
be distracting or unbearable.
sewers contained of people
finding escape from their jobs
or squatters fighting for a place
to call their own, or oftentimes,
someone to exploit. however,
nothing felt more troubled than
the
+
“No, they aren’t,” she agrees, hushed and wistful.
A part of Karen feels envious of Matt’s religious convictions, it seems they can give a sense of direction that she lacks.
“It just… feels like I’m never doing enough, like the next bad thing is always waiting around the +