An autumn breeze ruffles the curtains,flickering rays through the window,separating evening shadowswell before the alarm clock does its thing.I was staring at the ceiling, hardly sleeping,hardly breathing… Read more “Love Returns in November”
Category: pov
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”
Scarier Than Night Terrors
Her skeletons cluttered my closet.I’m buried in her lust;tripping over trust,lost in seclusion, rattled bylucid confusion in a photoof her standing next to him. I’m fighting her… Read more “Scarier Than Night Terrors”
Our House
It’s a house on the hillthat we can’t afford to build.My lips of misery shoutthrough the skeletons rattlingwarning signs in my closet.I sealed my heartwith a ball… Read more “Our House”
Feelings of Love
She called Sunday morning,promising love for the sakeof avoiding an argument.I drummed my fingers on my desk,waiting for my consciousto speak with shrieks and sobs.But it cracked… Read more “Feelings of Love”
Lies Before October
The way your eyes drift downwardattached to a sighwhen a lie escapes your lips meltsthe chivalry that flutters in my heartthrough the stars,in your ocean blue eyes.The… Read more “Lies Before October”
Farmer’s Autumn Death
I was a kid when I sat on your knee,riding through bumpy fields on your tractor.I giggled with anticipation and fear,holding the steering wheel.I admired you.I measured… Read more “Farmer’s Autumn Death”
Colorful Arrangement
Flowers at your mother’s funeralpaint the brightest shade of blue.A smile tugs at the corner of yourmouth, knowing I couldn’t be whatyou need of me.It’s a death… Read more “Colorful Arrangement”
Lonely Twist
Synthetic elation traces creasesof enthusiastic pleasure with light raysof warmth climbing above the horizon.Crushing my spirits beneath your stilettogives you a mental orgasmic climax.Your fist-thrashing cowardicebegged me… Read more “Lonely Twist”
Bleed to Love
Ashes spread over dust.Leaves of layered lustRest beneath our bodies.Cold, wet bloodStains my handsA sculpture of a convolutedVictim of apprehensionEngages with an afterthought of usTogether forever.A virgin… Read more “Bleed to Love”
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