“Til Divorce Do Us Part”

By now you know the rhythm, the cadence, of the words… “In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer… blah blah blah… til death do us part.” It’s as much a part of the collective consciousness as Miley Cyrus on a wrecking ball, or Uncle Sam doffing his hat and saying he wants YOU, … Continue reading “Til Divorce Do Us Part”

in pieces

My heart breaks in pieces Asymmetrical like your love Which never encapsulated me So very incomplete An inadequate coupling Forced into static molds Quite complex, fragmented Like the state I’m in Tears streaking the glass As I watch you pull away These heartstrings pulled taut Straining to follow behind Tethered to these fragments Fraying at … Continue reading in pieces


“Tell me why I should stay in this relationship when I’m hurting baby. I ain’t happy baby. Plus there’s so many other things I gotta deal with. I think that you should let it burn.” ~Usher Why is it so hard to light that match? No matter how toxic a relationship may be, it is … Continue reading Burn


“The fence needs to be repainted,” she says, to no one in particular. I happen to be around, but I know she can’t possibly be talking to me. I don’t do painting. “It’s a week long job,” she continues, and I stare back at her, defiance in my glare, yet still silent. “Because, you know, … Continue reading Painting


This is devastation Dressed up in gaiety Taken by surprise In its darkest hour And left to decay Trivial as it seems Life masquerading On a layered stage Caught in the spotlight That accentuates lines Carved into features Long caricatured These rictus stares Frozen in canned laughter Or a chance at redemption A connection between … Continue reading Stigma