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I Am Still Here
The sky was still blue and beautiful at six AM, when I respawned, refreshed and ready to try and live again, so, I got the idea that maybe the sky is stronger than I gave her credit for, and so am I. The sun still rose. The cool but pleasant air of early spring still…
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Running Across Broken Bridges
There she stands, clear path, created from necessity and staring up at me, her body, bright under the kind light of the moon. It is time to be true to myself, but I take one step, full of dread and then I hesitate, staring at the quiet confidence of the bridge before me, who stares…
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Sunflowers and Cigarettes
Sunflowers sleep atop black curls, surrounding my sweet face, floral crown, shining in the sunlight that never seems to want to leave. The charms of my bracelet jingle jangle on the boat’s cleat, as I ache for the ocean, just beyond my reach. I hear God in the ocean’s howl, and he is kinder to…
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Baby Birthmark
Arriving in the second month, there was a number two written on my wrist in pigment, or melanin, I’m not sure which, because I always struggled with science, but there I was, clean and new, glistening in the winter sun, my own and my mother’s blood decorating my skin. I was peaceful, but causing a…
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Old House
I happened to pass my old house this morning, and my eyes were dry, not like the last time I was within her walls, because I had met you since I left her, so my eyes had a full schedule of staring with adoration, and no time to weep. She called out, as I walked…