04: February 2015 #10 - Tasteless
Authored by Kimberly Gerdjikian
You never had a drink but you know the taste of whiskey with a hint of ginger ale. My brain wasn’t sober but my body knew too well that stumbling up those stairs was the closest to hell I have ever been. You were my natural sin. My demons know. They loved you in the night and I can still recall twisted limbs between sheets. Your dog got in the way. He would see you kissing me, then, he did too.