The memories of them together feel like the brush strokes of an Impressionist’s art; dapples of color and emotion that pull to pieces when you look too close. Step away and memories sharpen from subconscious canvas, dreamlike views into a life that could gave been, that isn’t. The late night obedience to feed, the rocking […]
Read MoreThe broken down black Camero he drove had turned Shelly on, but niw that he was at her ranch, she felt shy and stupid. Gary was the kind of guy all the girls in her class talked about: older, dangerous, fast. And his hands seemed to have a mind of their own when they’d met, […]
Read MoreShe leapt through age, even as she knew tip-toeing was the more logical approach. The skies bled their failure in cold hues when she saw them, never in the vibrant pallet of her youth, but in lovely melancholic blues and she wondered if that’s why they called it the blues. Somewhere in the alleys of […]
Read MoreIf it’s said aloud enough, then maybe it’ll be true. Love you. Love you more. Love you most. The repeated assertion that you’re the sun around which orbit is necessity for being. The light of you breeds possibility, even in this world of reigning confusion, where clouds billow tall in once perfect skies and shed […]
Read MoreI can’t switch with him. I can’t return to the days when worries were over trivial concerns but felt like meteors hitting the Earth. The small but passionate pleas for control, trembling fury coursing through a small frame as if the agitation could will the tides of happenstance to pull by my waxing desire, my […]
Read MoreCross your legs as children do, without reason, doing so because it feels right and is what you want. Carry yourself with disinterest for the style surrounding. Cough too loud, redfaced amusement impenetrable through your bulletproof hubris. Each day as if it were only yours, the run of hours a display for your favor, disdain […]
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