Secretive
Written by Jacob Ibrag She thinks I’m secretive, that I’m holding onto stories worth keeping. ‘And that’s the furthest fromContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag She thinks I’m secretive, that I’m holding onto stories worth keeping. ‘And that’s the furthest fromContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag She wants to be present, to laugh at funny sentences and cry when it’s appropriate. CaughtContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Redirected. ‘If it’s so easy, why don’t you take a crack at it?’ Fair enough, slightContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Key around her neck. He wonders where it connects. Heart in hand, she let him haveContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Newly separated. Didn’t want any part of this. Missing we as I lay in this emptyContinue Reading





