I woke up this morning
Among the clouds
I couldn’t breath
My chest constricting
Like I was on the bottom of the ocean
A thousand tons of water pushing me
Down
Down
Except I was not at the bottom of the ocean
I was in the air
City spread before me
The whole world spread before me
I wa...
Let me escape to the blissfulness
The darkness
The happy darkness
Not the sad
The peaceful darkness
Where I don’t have to see me
And you don’t see me either
And I don’t see you
And we don’t talk because there is nothing to say
The good nothing to say
Not the uncomfortable
And we ...
Hiding is usually done out in the open.
In front of the person
From whom you wish to escape
With insides twisting
And toes curling in
You lie
And then smile
And then slink back further into your hiding spot
Hide
Quick
Before they come with torches
Shine the light brighter on your hiding...
The lukewarm faux rubber of the airport chair stuck to the damp underside of my bare thighs. It made an embarrassing sucking sound as I bounced my leg nervously. I stopped.
He looked at me out of the corner of his eye as I pretended to be interested in some older couple in Hawaiian shirts. Obviou...
The afternoon sun
warm and comforting
sliding over my skin
like a blanket
kissing my cheeks
nose
turning the tips of my hair
golden
transforming my blood
to liquid summer
Liquid happiness...
Ever ask your Grandma what life was like “back in her day”? You might have gotten the standard answer: When I was a kid, we had good music, no inappropriate television, no fancy technology, folks went to church, and I walked to school, rain or shine! Well, what about the small things that grand...
I slipped my shoes off. They made a small thud on the worn wood floor. I wiggle my toes, and my stomach tickled in anticipation. Greetings called over shoulder, I reached for the doorknob. It’s cool surface slipped across my palm. Laughter, but automatic in nature. My thoughts fluttered and sprea...
My eardrums felt like they were bleeding. But I had the biggest smile spread across my face. Every shriek of laughter and cry of indignation sent a shot of pain through my already pounding head. But I was having a very, very good time.
It was March, the weather rainy and chilly, but I was snug ...
I look in to your eyes
And I know I love you
I look into your eyes
and see them fill to the brim with grief
I hold your hand
inches from your scars
I cringe
And smile at you
I play with your hair
Just after you chopped it all off
I bight my lip
and laugh with you
So rare
I look a...
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