O Bartender! My Bartender!

He planned to go down with his ship.  A good Captain always does.  He didn’t realize others would go with him.  He didn’t realize how fast a ship can sink.  He didn’t realize a lot of things.  But here he is.  Standing outside his bar.  His hands in his pockets and eyes towards the sky. […]

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I Love All Over

I am a rapt lover.  Wrapped in love.  I love all over. I am stagnant in a fugitive moment.  Flashing touch.  Fleeting and focused.  I love all over. Twisted.  Tangled.  Transfixed on emotion.  Every word.  Every breath.  I am attached and devoted.  I love all over.  I adore and he desires.  I am high and […]

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Time Finds Me

Time found me on a bridge. He saw my face. He saw my fear… Time asks, “Do you plan to jump?” I look into his eyes. His soul is cloudy. But not the kind of clouds you expect before a storm. No. His storm was over, but the clouds still linger. Gray-blue clouds circling a […]

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Time Talks

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 […]

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This Child Can Scream

“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 […]

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I Love Hard

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 […]

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The Weight

I moved in two days before Christmas.  It was cold and raining; The kind of weather you hope against.  I expected worse.  It could have been worse, but I hate that phrase.  I hate that I think it as much as people say it to me. The movers leave at 3:00p.m. I am sitting on […]

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I am, 31.

“I accidentally discharged 31,”  I hear her say behind a closed curtain, “but she’s not ready to go yet.” I wasn’t ready to go anywhere yet, but here I am. I am wearing paper clothes like a doll.  And like a doll, I feel nothing.  It is cold in paper clothes, but they give you […]

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