I Am

If ever there was a moment any moment, in which I was not myself, that moment pushed us each away from the other. I am she who is not, yet I am eternal; a child of one who is.

Prompt 16 Hour 16

My Candy Jar. My bag of Skittles Filled with colours Making a spectrum Of my life, sparkling Candy to a sweet tooth You are my best kind The past long behind I strive for our tomorrow Ice cream, flavored Pink and blue, beauty Sugar and…

Of Snow and…

As blurring as heart’s broken tears, As blinding as the first kiss. As wild as that last fight, As soothing as the one you miss. As tempestuous as a bridal veil, As calm as the silver in her hair. As transient as that flicker of…

Poem 16

Above the cart was a large empty. No stars. A sliver of moon. He heard a coyote. The sand no longer scorched. But it thickened. Bound his steps. The mule stopped. It could not be urged on. So he jumped down. He pulled the body…

The Mile-High Club:

Of all the journeys not embarked upon, the one in which a fop would in the confined, constraints of a capsule, fub ecstasy, only to discover, that heaven number seven, was not necessarily 5280 feet high, if enlightenment were thus nigh, that would be the…

Diary

I pick up this book To tell you how awesome you are. May the inks transform you into a better version of yourself. You’re more beautiful than What your reflection shows; I believe you’re the star in an empty sky, And the moon seated on…

Hour 16 – Affection

Affection He brings to me a cup of coffee In my favorite mug Warm and sweetened to perfection Before I’ve had the chance to ask

15. Flying the Friendly Skies

Air travel is not what it used to be. You’re lucky if you get water or space to move your head. I think my jaw has not ever been the same since a long expired Spirit flight. This is no Air Jamaica Champagne of the…

(Hour 15) 12.30pm-13.30pm. PROMPT: Air travel

shot down Been wondering for a while whether i / we / i could capture a pod. But when i tell Stella, she is singularly unimpressed. Think how fast we could travel, i persist. Why do all boys    have to play hero? How do…