Flower

I amย tangled in the story line. One moment spiraling skyward, the next falling into a war zone in my mind. A single blink in time and I find myself gasping for air, desperate forย solid ground. For the peaceful calm of reason and logic. For a chance to hit the reset button and start again. Once…

Retrospect

Those words I typed, designed carefully, deliberately for a fleeting moment of bliss or two, were snatched up by the Universe herself, laid bare in her outstretched palm in offering of things neither of us had dared ask for. And now, the mere scent of you holds me captive. That fleeting moment, once desperately craved,…

Pirouette

Helpless as leaves in the wind, like tiny dancers adorned in orange and red, pirouetting across the fiery horizon of late September, I am at your mercy now. Floating above and skipping, briefly, from ground to sky to ground again. A simple, dying thing brought to life once more, reanimated by the gentle push and…

Curtain Call

“It’s nothing personal,” She said. “I just feel like it’s easier to fuck you when I’m drunk.” A clear violation of aesthetic distance. The final curtain. Turns out that epic love story was never ours at all.