It was the bone-chilling Northwest winter of 1994 when I stood with my shaky hands folded before Granddad’s grave. I stared at his name with a million… Read more “Love at a Cemetery”
Category: mature
Sara’s Three Words
I bit my tongue beforethe words slipped throughmy lips.I sharpened my overacting skills to fine points,holding onto a thread of what was leftof hope by the skin… Read more “Sara’s Three Words”
Indecent Reverend
Jenna took a break from college to attend her despised grandfather’s funeral. She’d been ambivalent about sitting on the pew to give the impression her grandfather conformed… Read more “Indecent Reverend”
Tough Love Lesson
I wore your handprintsacross my left cheek.I wore a wirefrom a right hookto my fucking jaw.I nursed a brokennose, broken on thesurface until I realizedyou never loved… Read more “Tough Love Lesson”
Reward Money
“This cup of cold coffee is barely keeping me awake,” Sandra said, yawning with her hands planted firmly on the steering wheel. Sandra glanced over, then returned… Read more “Reward Money”
We’re Done
(Published at Spillwords) The thought of love without himshifts the ground beneath her feet.Whatever he meant, he said it instead.A cool breeze pulls her ponytail southbound,and tears… Read more “We’re Done”
Pity Party
Me, dis-invited?I figured as much.Don’t blame attendees.My affections claw at my sleeve,examining the world over my voice.Settling in your head,ruminating over last night’sbedroom talk.What’s best for usis… Read more “Pity Party”
The Invitation
Mark is the black sheep of the family and thinks the government monitors cell phones, so he never called. But when Ben receives a letter with an… Read more “The Invitation”
Hannah Is A Keeper
The pavement sizzled with lust.I felt the sweat on my brow,bringing me back to summer.I siphoned enough heartacheto rescue the brokenhearted.I plugged my ears.It’s too early to… Read more “Hannah Is A Keeper”
The Unemployed Catch
I sat over a cigarette and a local newspaper at the kitchen table. I was going over the classifieds. I shifted my notepad and glasses and reached… Read more “The Unemployed Catch”
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