As the night draws to a conclusion,this war between us explodes withlandmines, tripping overwires of insecurity,cutting through the tensionof our invention.After consuming red wine,distraught tears flow througha… Read more “Nightfall Truce (Published on Spillwords Press!)”
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Rehearsing a Missed Call
Ashes to rose-colored glasses,drinking down an iced conversationwith an intricate stumble,you stepped over arguments,like a thief, under yourfeet, my lips crave yours to meet,but the only thing… Read more “Rehearsing a Missed Call”
Guns Kill
Weapons of war,that’s what they’re for.Their bullets kill.Pretend they don’tand people do.War veteransand hunters alikeschool kids huddled in corners;no one is safe anymore. (© 2022 AC)
Basement Kiss
At seventeen, she stole a kiss in her mother’s basement,not just any kiss from anyone;she stole a kiss from me,and I wasn’t even sure what that meant.We… Read more “Basement Kiss”
We Need a Break
Because of you, bitch,I’d rather do nothing,nothing but to lie hereon your bedroom floor,listening to you lie.I heard all aboutwhat you want to dowith him and what… Read more “We Need a Break”
This Feels Right
I washed shyness down with a glass of cheap white wine.Innocent enough to touch, we rested by the fireplacenear the couch, melting the quiver in her lower… Read more “This Feels Right”
Sleepless Inside Her
I fell asleep between your dreams,swimming through the insatiable lovein your heart.Your darkest memories won’t remember me.Seal my lips with a kissso your secrets won’t escape my… Read more “Sleepless Inside Her”
New Love
I felt the future in our locked lipsthrough your crimson eyes shone a radiant sky,hoping you’ll never say goodbye. (© 2022 AC)
Books End Summer Love
Autumn even stood stillthrough crisp golden-brown leaveswe’d chill.Time rebuked its will.Shadows quickened to pull the curtain overthe sun; dancing stars applauded the night.Another summer fling faded love… Read more “Books End Summer Love”
Unlikely Mourners
Don’t pretend I didn’t see yousitting on a hard beige pew,laughing at Amber’s funeralbehind sarcastic eyes, maintainingunbreakable white lies,leaving a black rose on her casket.You kissed me… Read more “Unlikely Mourners”
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