Dreaded time has come … His long time battle ended in a long run. Bottled monster … long and short had long gone. What remains was replaced by pain and regrets. A life lived in a pathetic state. Life with him was a roller coaster…

cathedral walls giving way to the sunlight… framing a warm June afternoon after a strong rain with thunderstorm… no more dust left not even the fluff from dandelions next to the crumbling walls… from last year no more raindrops lying down before my footsteps

These eyes have hosted a million tragedies This heart has fought a thousand battles These hands have handled a dozen mishaps These feet have walked a score of miles These fingers have picked at hundreds of scars This head conjures terrible things These bones are…

Cold wind heavy rain Johnny’s heart’s broken again Pitter pitter pat

Your blue eyes… are the sky after a storm are the place where the sky and the ocean meet are a summer twilight are the peace in my soul. I could look into eternity for their beauty and calm.   Eve Remillard 6/13/2015  

A revival of the senses The warmth of the sun’s rays penetrating winter pale skin surrounded by a concrete fortress of my fears broken down by the triumphs and failures of risks a opening to a spring meadow stirring up a childlike gittiness to run…

I am climbing the Irish skill tree on Duolingo. I’m still on the basics. Na cailiní, na fir, óleann uisce, tá úll agat, that kind of thing. I’ve been told I have Irish blood in me, somewhere. I like to think it’s concentrated in my shins, the…

Through the gate! On the other side, lies sunlight; On the other side, lies hope; On the other side, lies freedom, But to get there we must go Through the Gate! -30-

You find it funny when you swing hammers with a laugh and a smile. Catching your sibling’s eye; not to be alone in your odious offerings. You find it funny when you see me shrink – handing ‘round your generational trauma like alms for the…

A too quiet house Greets me when I unlock the front door No barks to say, “I missed you. I’m so glad you’re home.” No more petting your fur as you stretch out from your nap. Lots of tears as I think of A too…