All of Us, Wet

Pretending is easy. 

Living is hard.

There is a bridge about to be built; shaky and weak at best. 

I predict casualties.



Pull up in front of my crime scene.  I’ll kick your doors in.  I’ll sit beside your shotgun. 

Quick. Drive fast.  I have a propensity for changing my mind.

My hair looks pretty in the wind and

There is a sun we need to drive into



I won’t sit like a lady,

if you promise to act like a man.



I can't wait for you to find out how badly I can destroy you.







xTx is a writer living in Southern California. She has been published in places like The Collagist, PANK, Hobart, Puerto del Sol, Smokelong, Monkeybicycle and Wigleaf. Her story collection, "Normally Special," is available from Tiny Hardcore Press. (http://www.tinyhardcorepress.com/) Her chapbook, "Billie the Bull" is forthcoming from Mud Luscious press. She says nothing at www.notimetosayit.com