In a booth, she shuddered with sobsgiving the priest a confessionthrough a labored, snotty,voice of cracked words,smoldering with a euphoric high,believing her hitman pulled offthe hit.A Catholic… Read more “Confess You’ll Hurt Me”
Author: AC
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Frozen in Autumn
An insult escapes her quivering lips,spreading my heartlike a surfer falling beneath a frozen lake;she suffocates the passionfrom my lungs.She’d been walking on thin ice with me.No… Read more “Frozen in Autumn”
No Signal
It was an autumn Tuesday morning;the sun scaled the horizonto reclaim its positionbetween the day’s forecasted clouds.On my knees, I painted dust over the rusted fence,masking the… Read more “No Signal”
Boiling Cold Feet
We sat over a lavender glass of wine,explaining the reasonsto marry the next day.We flushed throughthe fears of the weight of leaving,when said and done, the otherwith… Read more “Boiling Cold Feet”
When I knew it was Love
A dream-like state caressesthe part of me that distinguishesthe authentic person I seewhen you shoot me a sultry gaze,tucking your long, dark bangs back behind your ear.A… Read more “When I knew it was Love”
Leap in Trust
The front door is the sky’s limit,Hannah told me through dead eyesI’d never leave her sight.We’d never forget this night.I hunted dreams echoing misguidedlies upon which she… Read more “Leap in Trust”
Running from Love
(Published on The Writers Club) A delicate strokeof an old nude paintingrests between her lipswith a kiss wakes hernot in the glimmer of affection.Her phone is breaking… Read more “Running from Love”
Forget Me, Too
A web of insecurityweaves a wave of sins,sins of my heart,for which I’d paidin tears with bloodtoiling through a fieldof broken dreams.Its toll weighsthe bricks of anxiousfootprints… Read more “Forget Me, Too”
Autumn Parking Rebel
Parking tickets make her wet;Her way of breaking the lawbeing a rebel;waving a middle finger at the authorities.She’s screaming into a phoneto a lonely, sad boy,holding the… Read more “Autumn Parking Rebel”
Autumn Insecurity
She left nothing to remind me.I’m not crying.My eyes, they just really sting.Love sees through me,dangling memories over my head,as I fix my gaze out the bay… Read more “Autumn Insecurity”
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