The Bloody Doors Off

What the fuck am I even doing here?

Graphic designer, playwright, occasional asshole

I hope this letter finds you well.

Let me tell you a story.

Oh wait. I can’t.

I started to.

Came out of nowhere, and I could hear it so well.

The Intermediary. Gravitas behind that name.

It was all there. Vivid.

Then I derailed it. Because outside ideas started smashing against my words.

Maybe it’ll come back?

Took six months to get here.

Maybe it’ll come back.