“Perhaps you’re fascinated by the contours of my cheeks with skin like bed sheets that hide all of the complexities of what’s underneath, and present an image of simplicity (that is easier to digest than skipping heart beats for hairy… — Lucas Regazzi Copy Share
“It wasn’t beautiful. A Winter wedding is a union of elation and depression, red velvet blankets in a cheap motel room stained with semen from sex devoid of meaning, and black mold clinging to the fringe of floral shower curtains like a heap of dead forevers. You sat down at the foot of the bed, looking at me like I… — Lucas Regazzi Copy Share
“I wanted to tell you that it’s my birthday on Thursday and I would have wanted you to give me the gift of your… — Lucas Regazzi Copy Share Image
“Perhaps you’re fascinated by the contours of my cheeks with skin like bed sheets that hide all of the complexities of what’s underneath, and present an image of simplicity (that is easier to digest than skipping heart beats for hairy legs). I wonder if these next six nights of not having to feel so alone will make you wondrous in… — Lucas Regazzi Copy Share
“You’re not doing well and finally I don’t have to pretend to be so interested in your on going tragedy, but I’ll rob the… — Lucas Regazzi Copy Share Image
