Friction

Anger rolled off her in waves, a barely controlled response to his foolish pigheadedness. What a day it had been, and nearly all of the obstacles had been stupidly imposed by him being… him. Shirley turned around to check on the kids, who were surprisingly engrossed in their iPads, playing some sort of jewel gathering … Continue reading Friction

Breathe Again

I died again last night A guttural exhalation that scattered stars Cozied up in my trestle bed Where you used to lie And we would sleep in the spoon fashion Breathe in, breathe out Dreaming of love’s release That took shape with each move However subtle However serpentine But you’re gone Away to Neverland Without … Continue reading Breathe Again