- From "Everybody Plays the Fool"
“It was like, her soul passed through mine and carefully collected all the contents
that would help her learn how to love…”
I sat up at attention as his voice began to fill up the room. His voice was deep and
thick and laced with twinges of the east coast. I found myself wrapped up in the
intensity of his eyes and warmed by the richness of his voice.
“And eventually she replaced those missing things with compliments and affection,
making me feel new with the anticipation of things to come; wondering when I
would reap the benefits of this infatuation that has built up between us. Letting the
anxiety build as the signals remain mixed and the comments lay fixed on our tongues
layered with the flavors of the inability to be honest…”
I continued to stare as he stood before me seemingly humble and shy. His hands
were jammed into his pockets and his eyes scanned the darkness that loomed
before him. I leaned up further in my seat wrapped up in his words.
