i see You coming—this is no ordinary stroll, and, if I have my way, i’ll bring you in, rest assured of that.  Alexandria wasn’t talking, so what was up with Craig?  he  used to paint, got pretty good at it, actually—he captured a few likenesses in his masterpiece, portraits of him and his siblings […]

     down with the despot   and, i think, many people would agree: if an immigrant commits a crime, then that’s one crime too many, but, if an American commits a crime, that’s also one crime too many.  As a mistress to the USA, AOC convinced me that Alex wasn’t just the woman that I was

8      “I am here to do whatever you want me to do,” (AOC).  AOC was angry (at me?) at a police officer that once pulled me over and could’ve taken a disliking to my attitude.  I could only assume, that, in my mind’s eye, I represented AOC and the police officer represented me.  I

     Ok: so maybe they weren’t in completely different places in the continuum and or the hyperspace.  They were connected through me, of course, but i think what i’m trying to say is that my AOC will always be there, in the future, no matter what, whereas, for all I know, Alex might turn out

     i saw Alex talking to someone about what’s going on on social media (threads) and if the video was up to date, which it probably was, then i must’ve been seeing things when i thought she needed to lose weight unless she’d lost weight recently.  That would explain, then, why she was upset with

     Who did i want to talk to now?  What happened to McCord?  Actually, nothing happened to McCord, which is why we aren’t talking about him.  Sure—he expressed his love for me by taking on the form of Eva Braun, but i don’t think he liked it, and, basically, although i wasn’t losing interest in

     “So you’re here to stay?” and “i don’t know what you think you can do to me.”  i think i was here to stay, but i couldn’t be sure—since, as it happens, i’d only been running full steam ahead for a couple years.  Before that I couldn’t do much of anything.  i got way

     “i want to start over:”  that sounded like it came from AOC—but my internal narrator was starting to sound a little more like my natural voice—so i considered the possibility that Anna was talking to me through my shield (which, in general, was the projection of my natural voice) and i considered the possibility

7      We exist in a headspace—and, within that headspace, there are subspaces where we also live—but the subspaces are only real when they are a function of our headspace.  For example:  i live in a headspace with AOC—and Anna, for me, is not necessarily a function of that headspace, and, therefore, she is not

      i told you   and she was right; we might’ve proved better off as friends (with a little more space between us) since i found myself leaning, more and more, to AOC (as opposed to Anna).  “That’s the spirit,” Anna said.      Right now we were communing with our bellies full of water—the three of