"Unintended"

My eyes have a hard time looking at your face, it reminds me of this struggle to find a place between us that does not push me over the edge. I have never been good at separating emotion from logic, they run over each other, wet paints on canvas smearing and bleeding into something lethally poisonous and unintended. Aleathia Drehmer 2007 Published by Zygote in My Coffee Issue 89