The Stranger

In the early morning darkness, a man broken in the road. The cold, a vulture threatening to eat him whole. He rests his head on the concrete pillow, exhausted searching for home. A deeply thickened voice laced with concern, absent of judgment asks if he is okay. The stranger helps him to his feet. He … Continue reading The Stranger

The Joke

Good morning, I say. Ask how you are? You share a sorrowful story. My heart aches. You laugh. ... I wish you the sincerest of good nights. You shrug, say you’ll try. Sadness lingers on your words. I, reaching to comfort. You laugh. ... My pain, silly thoughts, frightened words hiding from sound’s crescendo, my … Continue reading The Joke

Walls

A stone wall reflection masks any shred of truth while loving souls’ arms grow weary, clinging to the chance of an honest word. Eventually grips weaken, hands falling away one by one. Now empty, the room where others stood leaving only you surrounded by the great cold walls you built. Your words, once inspired, now … Continue reading Walls

Wine

It soothes. Collapses protective walls of anger. Vulnerability I become. I sink into the memory of your face against mine, so close warmth is intertwined. Lips magnetized yet remain separate, fearing the loss of any last remnants of control. Regret laces each additional sip.

Words

Summoned afloat theories of prosperous enigmas Reaching to grasp characteristics of these entities Drawn toward a force familiar yet confusingly unknown Intrigued by the path of these mysterious perplexities ... Travel is steep, uneven and sometimes unbearable Insurmountable obstacles appear at each benchmark crossed Maneuvering around the complacencies of set deterrents Can further push self … Continue reading Words

doubtful willingness of hope

isolated, conforming to differences reluctantly content. together, similarities desperately yielding. - illusionary beacons of grandeur, they project triumphant maneuvers of purpose masking the plain messes within, struggling to cut through the fog. - permanently changing they become grass shriveling into the ground, cold from paths unwalked trapped in a permanent present. - yet the unfailing … Continue reading doubtful willingness of hope

To My Daughters

i worried i would pass on crooked teeth and a slow metabolism. i never worried i'd pass on the difficulty of understanding feelings. i wished for them to be beautiful and smart. i forgot to wish for them to always feel the love around them. i hoped they'd be athletic like their father. not once … Continue reading To My Daughters

Supplementary Angles

The atmosphere, choking on furor, drowning in melancholy, violently sighed, creating a temporary rift. ... Lost, two parallel lines, traveling on a flawless path tumbled through, cool distance dissipated, as they anchored themselves to each other.  ... Familiar strangers' appointed shortcomings forgotten, transformed into mandatory deficiencies necessary in constructing a greater whole. ... Confident in their metamorphosis, … Continue reading Supplementary Angles