the holding on

I've held onto it for the better part of this year. Mostly I've held on to my heart for fear its blood would seep out and I would go cold and hungry. It would not take much for me to become lifeless and live the rest of my life in solitude. It wouldn't take much …

a rube

I don't know why I played that card. Jealousy as it is called by some. I’ll call it flagrant flirting to be on the safe side of any emotional connection. It comes from knowing just enough to know I don't know anything...in a favorite book let’s say where words are placed strategically on a page. …