Submissions by LOFLO

Someday i'll get away with being absent.
I'll be okay with waking up to the shoes on my feet being cemented to the floor of an empty room.

And even if I have the looming option of stepping out of my shoes, I won't.
I will no longer be held to any expectations.
I won't have to decide what to eat, or whether or not I should sleep an extra thirty minutes and be late to class.
I won't have to fill my tank with gas at the end of every week.
I sure as hell won't have to put up with traffic and assholes on the road.
and like effusion, I will allow my  scattered...

It’s November and the world outside is bitter and relentless, so I get in bed and I hold on to the teddy bear that hinders my affliction.

but now, if I close my eyes, I can see her holding on to it the way I do.
So I ask myself, “Did she imagine that the teddy bear was you when she held on to it too?”
Am I a reflection of her?

Because now when I lay in bed, the blankets disappear and so does the teddy bear.

I am stripped of my clothes and the surrounding walls collapse before me.

And as it turns out, the bed that had ALWAYS been my sanctuary was...