"Is everything all right?” You ask, hoping for a yes, or maybe not. Reality is created on the letters spoken, and the spaces of the ones I think are true. And while I’m so busy assuming, I can’t possibly tell you, the worlds of words that live inside my head too. And from another place,... Continue Reading →
Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Part 1 Part 2 3. He speaks to truth and reminds her of the innocence of youth. He reminds her of a time of peace, fear is indoctrinated by lazy priests. Everyone tries as best as they can, but it can be crazy to speak, so there is safety in the pen. Discomfort unwelcome and... Continue Reading →
"Do you know who I am??" Anna expectantly asked a man in an impeccable suit. The man looked at her with mild distaste, thinking her ego was a bit much. Anna glanced at unfamiliar cubes and faces. The man shook his head as he shook her hands from his arm. "No, but get to work." he... Continue Reading →
Realizing she hasn’t really created anything today, a writer scrambles with a short story… Anniversary date night. Her expectations are high, even if key is low. He seemed quiet, she worried. Snuggled on the couch, she exclaims after a glass or two of chardonnay – “I know, let’s play a game. Two truths and a... Continue Reading →
Dear ____, I did not miss you yesterday, and I do not miss you today. A song came on that I knew you would love, and that thought popped in my mind. My emotions said, "I wish you were here to hear it." I took a breath, and exhaled reality: "I don't need you to... Continue Reading →
Dear Rose, I’ve started and stopped so many times, but your inability to see the obvious forces me to do the obvious. I love how you can martyr yourself on a cross of your own making. You know, the first time I saw you, I thought how you can wear the weight of the world... Continue Reading →
Dear ____, I don’t think I could have built a higher pedestal if I tried. Perpetually, you sit above; inherently, always looking down. At some point, I became convinced that love was not a gift I was to receive. As if I was always on the naughty list, checked twice, and receiving coal instead of... Continue Reading →
Dear ____, Most days I do not know what I wish for most – that I never met you, or that I could steal my heart back from the icicles you call fingers. Your smile melted me into a pool of yes, despite my brain screaming no. For all the lies I have told myself,... Continue Reading →
He stared at the sky and felt at home for the first time in his life. The stars were endless, obscured only by lazy wisps of clouds going by. His eyes widened and jaw slackened with amazement. If he had known it could be like this, maybe things would be different. Maybe he would not... Continue Reading →
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