I accept the blame,blame for this,but not for that.I’ll never admit tobeing wrong, notfor that.I concealed my scars,giving hope to thawthe frozen lakeof my damaged ambitions.I took… Read more “Dating Anxiety”
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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”
Faith In Forgiveness
She tells the hours to,but they never leave.What’s a gal to dowhen the leaves screamin blindness through silence?An apology to Godshe can’t do it untilshe knows it’s… Read more “Faith In Forgiveness”
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”
Birthday Blues
“But this can’t be the end,” Gina said.“Why?” I asked, resting my hands on my hips like I knew the answer before she told me.“Because… I’m… I’m—”“What,… Read more “Birthday Blues”
Say What You Want to Say
Shades of shadows blend with an unforecasted gust rattling the living room windows as Vera enters the house, the door slams behind her. Goosebumps poke through her… Read more “Say What You Want to Say”
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