Gentle breeze whispers Smell of fresh-cut grass lingers Mid-summer’s night eve   Eve Remillard 8/13/2016

A warm evening, while the rain started falling, He sat down by me, sipping away his bitter and less sweet tea, Watching me reading the Tombiruo’s series silently, He declared the reason of his absence in the morning, which he had previously promised to make…

Speechless, unable to create words that normally flow freely from my heart, my soul, my mind. I can not bring them forth to do my work justice and frustration sets in. Writer’s block like a Jersey barrier.   Eve Remillard 8/13/2016

Your fist is the same size as my mouth But that doesn’t mean you needed to introduce them Ten thousand dollars for one smile and you broke it without your hands,  with your mouth every angry word

The first sonographic thump To the last straight line The little flutterings when mother left me at school The one i missed when you smiled at me The song and dance when you see me passing by The marathon after a dance The thundering when…

“Mama”, her son laid his small head on her chest He heard ‘thump thump’, as her chest rose and fell “Mama, what is this sound from here?”, he asked perplexed, pointing at the left side of her chest His mother smiled and said, “That is…

Beat Stop, ok now pump it up again Beat Drain the ventricle Beat Fill another chamber, repeat Beat Stomp your feet, clap hands, a little bit faster now Beat-Beat Pause, sorry, arrhythmia, c’mon give it to me… Beat-beat-beat And they wonder why bodies move when…

I have a lump in my breast And it hurts when I touch it I experience needle-stabbing pains And diaphragmatic breathing gives no relief I lie awake at night and watch the moon With negative thoughts gnawing at my mind Deep inside my heart I do panic…

You Say the Heart is a Muscle But I say it’s an eggplant, ready to soak up whatever flavor you put it in, adding a chewiness necessary for a good vegetarian dish. You say the heart is a jackfruit difficult to prepare, but a delight…