(Published at The Writers Club) I left just the otherfucking night.Without your help,over the past year,I looked insideof myself, findingwhat I’d improved.I took a deep breathbefore my… Read more “Revolving Door”
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Scared Of Goodbye
(Published at The Writers Club) The other sideof the dividewants you home.But don’t leave,not without sweetslights casually drapedas my day’sbest February night.My life’s timeplunged into years,splendid spring… Read more “Scared Of Goodbye”
Please Stay
(Published at The Writers Club) Even thoughyou wantto leave,please stay. The changesyou seein meare becauseof you. I’m sinkingin emotions.All themore reasonyou needto stay. Loving meis warmthfor yourenchanting… Read more “Please Stay”
Mapping Affection
(Published at The Writers Club) From the glitz in Kara’s eyesto when she last said goodbyebreathed distrust as a mistin the bed of a pickup trucksomewhere back… Read more “Mapping Affection”
Damaged Date
(Published at The Writers Club) Time fell through the cracks of despair,waiting for a fucking date; she’s late.It was the lines to my dating life’s story;I tap… Read more “Damaged Date”
Sober Dad
(Published at The Writers Club) A man lifts his headas puddled droolspreads on the floor.Piss wets his jeans.A cigarette burn stainsthe edge of the sofa.The woman he… Read more “Sober Dad”
Pictures Don’t Lie
(Published at The Writers Club) In love withghosts by choiceface first fastto sink inthe stain ofan excuse toview on camerareels of uspassing by,checking over theother’s shoulderWe loved… Read more “Pictures Don’t Lie”
Withered Beauty
(Published at Withered Beauty) A sinister smileput a whole planin motionwith the ghostof my fatecrossing pathswith a requestfrom God’s lipsto cherish an entwinedfriendship spilling as waternurturing red… Read more “Withered Beauty”
Memories Unwritten
(Published at The Writers Club) We’d met at a cafe over coffee.I swallowed spit, stuttering over my words,and loosened my tie.A rose bore its red petals on… Read more “Memories Unwritten”
Black Friday Gift
(Published at The Writers Club) Blank stares trapped in the rearview mirrors, she’d say.She’d explain away what people saidbehind closed doors with my name on their tongues.The… Read more “Black Friday Gift”
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