“You think I don’t trust you? Unbelievable. I can’t believe you sometimes, Laura,” Liza says, dropping to her knees. She opens her fanny pack and fishes for something from its dark nylon depths. She stands up, holding the scarf. Oh no. Not this again. “Liza, the race is about to start. Can we put a… Continue reading Running Blind
The Subaru screeches onto the top level of parking garage B-8. It pulls to the far end of the structure and parks near the elevators. The report slides to the far-right end of the dashboard. An Aldi’s flyer slides on top of the manila folder. The report enjoyed the slide but was perturbed to find… Continue reading Manila Folder
One day I will let go. One day I might try again. These days, These days, I sit and wait, I self-medicate, Do what I can to distract myself from the pain. Someday. Someday I might try. I might stop waiting, For cessation, For distraction, Telling… Continue reading One Day (a poem)
(a poem) For a season? he’d said. Meeting her gaze, holding it this time. For a season. I won’t trap you in forever. For a season, his words twinkled like chocolate stars, his face was the first she saw in the morning, his words the last she heard at night. For a season, she struggled beneath him.Open your eyes, he’d… Continue reading For a Season
(a poem) You sit there, regal, graceful, fluid as time itself, You sparkle, Your every word a proclamation of love and light, every movement a songbird’s note, floating thru the open window on a spring breeze, Cherry blossoms land in my lap. The audacity! How dare I sit here, while you sparkle so?
30-Day Flash Challenge, Day 22 The thing is, I could tell what she was thinking the whole time, from her first spontaneous hug, to how she responded to my touch when we traded massages, how I responded to hers. I swore I wanted to; no needed to touch her every week. What would… Continue reading Same Old Dance