ALEX WOMACK
Part of me wonders if the only reason I’ve hung on this long was to keep writing. Filling more and more of these pages with any old thought or memory, or complaining about my boring life – you must find me a bit unhinged. It’s either write, sleep, feel myself starve, or succumb…Continue Reading Corner of the World
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Scene
ALEX WOMACK
My mind is hyperactive. My surroundings — a dull classroom, the homework on my desk, the suburban view from a passenger window — remain in my vision…Continue Reading Scene
Woven to the Senses
ALEX WOMACK
I hold it in my hands. My finger finds a thread and traces it, from white to gray to black, and marvels as it darkens. Is this color enough? What about the length – how many yards is enough?…Continue Reading Woven to the Senses
Weathered to Sand
ALEX WOMACK
I came to visit today. / Claire told me not to, that it would only hurt me more. But even if my therapist is normally my first opinion, this time I just can’t agree. Why wouldn’t I want to see him?…Continue Reading Weathered to Sand