Time became an invariably dense object that I could not manipulate. I walked backwards. I thought Time would follow. I forged ahead. Time marched in place and then laughed at my attempt. Time says, “Buy a canvas. Cover it with everything you think I am.” I reply, “Haven’t I already?” Time answers, “no.” I do […]
Read more "Time Talks"“This child can scream,” I think to myself. I can barely stand his shrieks. I wait a few minutes before glaring at his mother. While these seconds pass, thoughts grow within me; I can go places that she cannot go. I can sleep when I am tired or stay up all night if I want […]
Read more "This Child Can Scream"I love. Hard. I love often. I am surprised, though, that I am loved so well by so many. The many that love me do not receive my love in return. I only love the unloveable. I often wonder if these unloved things will be at my funeral. It is love that will kill me […]
Read more "I Love Hard"I surveyed several single male friends that use online dating sites and asked, “What are you tired of seeing on women’s profiles?” The results were alarming. Warning ladies… Men know that you don’t ride horses in real life. They are on to us. They may not know how or where we find the horses to […]
Read more "Mobile Dating Part Two"I met you in a graveyard The place I go to be alone Sauntering among the flowers Through grasses outgrown. That day I heard a melody A disembodied undertone I follow this strange sound Tolling in my bones I feel the sting of hope From this pleasant unknown Now I am close enough […]
Read more "The Melody"Sometimes I am okay with getting older. Most of the time, I am not. I like to pretend that the years I have gained don’t exist. I also do this with pounds. In my thoughts of thoughts, I am 22 years old and I weight 135 lbs. In real life, add 10 to the first […]
Read more "My Soul Is Three Years Old"I arrived at a party to the sound of someone playing “Wagon Wheel” on acoustic guitar. I liked that song, so I introduced myself and started a conversation that I never wanted to end. “What kind of music do you listen to?” He asks. At the time, I was beginning to listen to traditional bluegrass […]
Read more "Bluegrass and Whiskey"I haven’t written anything humorous in some time now. I know, it’s shame because I’m hilarious even though I write like a drunken shrew who’s about half-way to death, way beyond crazy and spends most of her free time stalking boys from her car, while drinking a bottle of whiskey and eating entire bags of […]
Read more "This House is Blue"I have put away my sorrow like an old shoe Worn out and shoddy But surely envied by somebody. It was not a low thing Time spent with you Not a bad way to lose my youth. It was the choice of our lives And I still have mine. Still rid of gray […]
Read more "Deirdre’s Regret"I have lost every man When I love Some go to the mountains Others go to sea But the one I loved the hardest Became a part of me.
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Drinking and Diving 