I pulled into the driveway, scratching the back of my neck, seeing what I saw.Sandy threw my clothes on the lawn.My old Playboy and Bible collection crackled… Read more “That’s Why”
Category: break up
Righteous Murder
The Rainer Cemetery ash trees had shed their leaves, crunching golden-brown beneath the feet of the funeral attendees. The brisk September breeze hung over Leah’s father’s closed,… Read more “Righteous Murder”
Paralyzed by Indecision
I stood, hands clasped around a mug amid a mid-December winter wind with a warm cup half full of seventeen-year-old dreams tucked inside seventeen-year-old lies. Absent a… Read more “Paralyzed by Indecision”
I’m Listening (Biting My Tongue)
I speak too much,hanging my head in disgust.My cheeks blush with lust.My mouth sealed shut.So that not even the trees could hear me screamwhat’s to be of… Read more “I’m Listening (Biting My Tongue)”
Bloody Roses
It’s January, and I lost track of time and a wrinkled letter dated September; we did a night or two in the back seat of her hummer.I… Read more “Bloody Roses”
Becca Screamed
Becca is a naive perfectionist at heart and a follower by upbringing. Her mother is an alcoholic, and her father, a workaholic. Becca fights for their attention,… Read more “Becca Screamed”
Are We There Yet?
Driving a conversation home — on roads unknown, we roam, following curves and narrow straits, streets, and words that cut like glass, we debate the better part… Read more “Are We There Yet?”
A Bible and Calendar Pages
I licked my finger, flipping through pages of a men’s magazine, tucked inside of a Bible, counting calendar pages, avoiding a body bag—at least for today. I… Read more “A Bible and Calendar Pages”
Drinks with Maggie
We toast double shots over rocks of glass; borderline chills crack crooked creaks on a sidewalk. What’s left better unsaid of a winter’s day shines trickles on… Read more “Drinks with Maggie”
A Persistent Suprise
A key to the cabin Ava has not,from when we broke up,but a gust from the bootof her kick whips through a crackin the back door.Anxiety races beneath my… Read more “A Persistent Suprise”
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