Gentlemen’s Quarterly

In the pavilion, there are many people All new faces but without the new smell I want to reach across and grab someone and say hello and know them But in the end, I know I will just walk past all of you without a…

Maybe a Song

We cast a spell to protect us from unkindness and people who adore celebrities. “I wish our spell included protection against houseflies.” I mutter, waving them off to pester another. Silently and to myself, I warn the fly. I don’t want to kill you, But…

Paradox of a Fledgling

A fledgling bird won’t learn to fly with its mother always by its side. But neither can it launch itself without its mother’s constant help.

Hour 7, Prompt 9: What Might Have Been

The rural scenery is something I miss The pig farms, the cornfields, the hills, the trees And I would totally be remiss To not mention the changing leaves The coming of age, the small town life The slower pace, the lemonade The games and hobbies,…

7 – wolves

jump – wriggle – stretch – run along overgrown mountain tracks run down city streets over an under, but never around muscles ripple, hunger found jump – wriggle- stretch – run like you remember how to be free like you remember how to see  …

Ocean View (hour 7)

In this sea full of strangers, apologies leak from my mouth, surmounted by an ocean of guilt and shame. I am not who they made me to be. I am not delicate or tender. Thick, dark, cruel waves crash down on your soft, heartfelt intentions….

One Thousand and One

There were at least one thousand and one reasons to go back.  I only needed the one. Simple love lived there.  It had been years since I paid her a visit, yet she welcomed me like it was yesterday.  Simple love is easy that way. …

If You’ll Excuse My Cliche’

Nothing seems to lock a box and throw away the key like religion. Who makes the rules? God? Whose version of God? Who writes the holy texts? Who interprets them? Who gets to decide what is and isn’t sin? What is sin, anyway? If it’s…

She

In the quest of her realm She was a wandering soul Discovering life She grew And knew that she herself was a gem! In the thirst of knowledge She was a wondering soul Totally in aww of herself Constantly questioning her identity Somehow she knew…

I’m Not Allowed to Listen to Music

Trauma. Everyone has experienced it on some level. No one’s trauma is greater than someone else’s. No one can tell anyone else how their personal trauma should affect them. A month ago, trauma found its way to my home. And that is how I ended…