Tag: Dreams

Trapped With My Books

in the quiet evening hours she criesalone in the stillnesssitting beside her bedpillow coldsheets wrinkled and muteshe scrolls and remembersthe lies, the betrayaluncertainty she’s trapped and nowshe cries for what should have beenwhat was supposed to bedreams lost, faded, unrealisticheart pierced throughshe will never… Continue Reading “Trapped With My Books”

Hole in One on the Green

first comes the tugthe jagged little tuga rip and a tearunstopping the cork-pop!-careful selectionno.. no… n— ah yestwisting, shredding, packingcarefully readying then comes the burnhow bright! how bold!hungry, painfully hungryseemingly unsatisfied untilsuddenly giving way to fullnessa wisp of memoryhow can such a small sparkbeget… Continue Reading “Hole in One on the Green”

Sometimes Life Does

Ray-ray always took extra care when preparing to meet Danny. She used to primp and preen, addressing each curl with precision and care. The dark dreads would stand straight out if she let them. But Danny was worth it. She would apply the hair… Continue Reading “Sometimes Life Does”

The Dreaming Rain

on a mild and drizzly afternooncurled up on the porch swingmy cheek resting upon my wristcreak-creak, creak-creakgently swayingrain pounding down the roofgrey clouds pregnant to burstingthunder boom, I smile it’s the aching memoriesthe timber of your voicecaressing me andhow I long for your bodypressed… Continue Reading “The Dreaming Rain”

Cotton Candy Trance

head on sand, I absorb ambienceeyelids flutter, salty breeze feathers my skingulls wheel and cry, waves caress shorecurling over, rolling underchurning then pulling awaythe motion rocks and soothes meromances me, dreamsqueezes open eyes, I gaze into the heavenswispy cotton candy clouds, take their timespread,… Continue Reading “Cotton Candy Trance”

Euphoria in Black Harlequin

forever pulled underthe waves, tears as blanketssome say stiflingI find comforting almostor perhaps onlyfamiliar a quick glanceand Ishudder, shudderwhat could becould have beenin realityin hindsighthind-thoughtsetting aside the emotionwas in the enda pipe-dream see the curling smokerising, twisting(hair around a finger)slowing becoming nothingexhaleanother wisp of… Continue Reading “Euphoria in Black Harlequin”

6:31am (Insomnia)

sitting in a pile of rubbish every piece of my life surrounding me I emptied the cabin piled it up out in the woods see, I know what you’re planning I looked through your phone you should use a better password you asshole you… Continue Reading “6:31am (Insomnia)”

Thoughts on a Windy November Afternoon

For nineteen years, I was beat and belittled into quiet submission. I was trained to understand I would never measure up. I laughed too loud, I talked too much, I read the wrong things, I didn’t fit in, I didn’t understand my peers. I… Continue Reading “Thoughts on a Windy November Afternoon”

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