Solitude The next morning they chatted. Pockyt and his unnamed house guest. They had little in common. They worked as a loan officer, liked pop music and laugh track saturated sitcoms with little substance and no trace of intellect. Common, trendy, and as it turns out, hooked on meth, his house guest turned out to be. Taking a trip to the bathroom to come out in a smelly, cloudy mess. Their ride came, and Pockyt bided his once tried nameless lover goodbye. The months that followed were covered in paperwork, Cheers played in the background, followed by Fraiser when he ran out of Cheers episod… Ler mais

Pockyt Chapter One Absence The dust beat down on the sun bleached desert town, mixed with smog as the sleet mixes snow and rain, encasing the smell of excess across the landscape. Rays of light danced in the dirt of the air, creating strobing rainbows of delight which nobody noticed. A year had passed since Pockyt had come to this vast wasteland. A delight for some, but circumstance and personality both made for a miserable existence within the desert walls. He had journeyed from his home in the northwest to find his daughter, leaving his home on the ocean and his lover behind. She had vis… Ler mais