An archaic reflection of the nightshimmering off the dancefloor aged me thirty years;thirty years ago, we said goodbye.Not me, but she did.I can’t blame myself today,only every… Read more “Thirty-Year Reunion”
Category: truth matters
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?”
Redemption
A man worthy of death receives his sentence. Not even the guilt and shame could wipe away the stain of regret. Soon to be strapped on a… Read more “Redemption”
Staring Through Her
A castle she built with cherry wood hides white lies that catch her by a glasshouse with weathered cracks by surprise in the bed of another lover,… Read more “Staring Through Her”
Evicted on Christmas
A forecasted snow-bearing Christmas was three days away. The sun was climbing out of the deep well of winter, but it was still brutally cold. The living… Read more “Evicted on Christmas”
Infidelity Drips from Chapped Lips
A wicked crack creak crept through a weathered open door by the shoes she left on the living room floor. A vanilla candle, fashioned on the marble… Read more “Infidelity Drips from Chapped Lips”
Buried Alive
Shannon hated her mother. I didn’t care for the woman either, but I had no reason to see her dead, at least not at first. But Shannon,… Read more “Buried Alive”
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