The lights shone yellow through the gloom of a cold and rainy December night as Anthony, Ken, and I trolled the avenues of center city, aimless as usual, with more than enough conversation to keep us warm. But that light called out to me in the darkness of a premature winter evening through the windows … Continue reading Christmas Memories: 1997
I have to leave her. I know that. At times I think she’s perfect, but perhaps that’s merely me projecting my desire onto her blank canvas. Maybe it’s because I can’t help myself. She is oblivious to my turmoil, lost in her acceptance of the man I want to be. Sam Continue reading Fifty-Word Challenge: The Process of Leaving
The line advances slowly Jagged and artificial As black as grim night Unending pitch dark She toes the line Tiptoe thin, fragile Spun like spiderwebs Silken in their mean And she dances lean Poetic in her moves Razor-thin and sharp Careful not to fall While the chasm deepens Between warring emotions Churning deep inside The … Continue reading Fissure
I stare at the grandfather clock because it is the only other thing in the room, transfixed as I am by its grandeur as much as I am by its mere presence. You see, I haven’t seen many objects lately, except for the clothes on my own back and the knick-knacks peppering the walls of … Continue reading Brave New World
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