So many times, taken whole and soon left empty on the sidewalk, the perpetual victim of a heartless hit and run The wrecked leftover of their wicked love story fragile body broken to pieces, though still waiting for the one Why? Why oh why didn’t you warn me, mommy? That they’d tear…… Continue reading Buses and trains…
Year after year, time after time, I longed for you in silence… Imagining you in their anonymous arms, when you should have been mine. And once every blue moon, my call in the night, like a wolf’s howl, drew you to my lair to appease my appetite. Oh the nights of tenderness, waking…… Continue reading You are a memory…
You weren’t Jerry Maguire, and I didn’t look anything like Renée Zellweger… But after all the anger, the waiting and the sadness, you had me at “Hello” nonetheless… In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema from A Reading Writer .
You wrapped us into innuendo, feeding me almost and filling my cup with maybes. For you thought the best way for us, was to lock the door and throw away the keys… You left a bittersweet omerta taste on my skin, as you stepped out of bed. Kissing me, with your eyes closed, leaving…… Continue reading Recreational…
As he entered the tattoo shop, a chill went down his spine. He wasn’t afraid of needles, that had never bothered him, and his canevas-like body was there to prove it. But it was different this time, and he walked solemnly to the guy’s booth. “Play with ink all you want kid, but always…… Continue reading Pain told love…
I never asked for the truth, not being too good at it myself… Tell me all the lies that you want, twist and turn reality if you will. As long as I find a meaning to our story when I look in your eyes, my home is here in your arms. In…… Continue reading Meaning…
Curled up in the big wing chair by the window, she picked up the letter that rested on the coffee table… Wrapped in a warm blanket, she unfolded it, and read the words slowly, imagining his hand trembling over the piece of paper… My dear, As I sit here, locked…… Continue reading Brave enough…
Sitting in the train, her forehead against the window and her legs stretched over the aisle seat, she felt like a teen again. Listening to his words, pressing the cellphone to her ear, as if it would make him any closer… He usually made most of the talking, but right now, she was telling…… Continue reading Sweet Serendipity…
Neon lights and late night drinks had awakened her taste for blood. She had spared him way longer than what she had expected. It had been fun, playing the ingenue all along, but her true nature was bound to surface some day… Or some night. Tonight. By some slick trick of hers, she had…… Continue reading Midnight City…
The squeeking of the rocking chair seemed to fill the room. Her thoughts were blurry, more and more every day. She didn’t always find her things, didn’t always recognize familiar faces, didn’t know how to pick her words anymore… But her mind still turned crystal clear every time her eyes met that picture. Oh…… Continue reading Tenerife sea…
Cyranny's Cove 