Words

'no matter what. wherever we are. i will always be only 72 hours away from you'
he said to closed eyes and shed skin and bared boned hands. dust dripped out of the kitchen sink and he left.
3/4ths of a year later. between dueling pistol smoke and mouthfuls of swamp water. open eyes blinded by the southern sun engaged in a 192 hour staring contest. old love letters were burned in one corner of the room and new ones written in the other.
'i never meant to hurt you' she said as he forgave all of her lies.