One moment, you’re human, the next moment, an animal. It is probably the last night, as I slump beneath his sheets, clawing at his will. Everything is a fucking façade. Tell me you love me. I know it’s true. A mask worn. A need for approval. Mascara running, hysterical, drunk. Once the admiration fades, theContinue reading “Who?”
Category Archives: Stories
Gymnopedie No.1
I took care of you. When you were stressed or overwhelmed, I comforted you. When you were sad, I held you. When you were angry, I tried to calm you. When you were excited, I went off duty. When you were happy, I let you be you. When you were content, I went to myContinue reading “Gymnopedie No.1”
Benton Ave.
Street side musings in Flagstaff.
Writer and World Traveler
Today I am starting a travel blog. Days seem long. A lot is happening and then not much is happening. Today I am sitting in the Whole Foods in Sedona at Bar 1902 writing on my computer and listening to noise cancelling sound so I can think. I’ll start at this moment and work backwardsContinue reading “Writer and World Traveler”
A Dream
She sits on the stairs and looks at the door. This home is no longer her own. She feels the cool wood beneath her, firm and weathered by time and life. She has placed herself two steps from the landing. The height just right to accommodate his torso. She’s laid a sweater down on theContinue reading “A Dream”
Save Me
My knight in shining armor rides up. He steadies his stallion and scoops me up in his arms. The danger from which he removed me rapidly fades from my mind. We ride together in a direction unknown to me. I cling to his torso and I feel safe. Tomorrow, I may hate him, but todayContinue reading “Save Me”
25 Degrees
I step out of the house and the severe, biting cold hasn’t hit me yet. I hear a voice yell, “Bus,” to my left and I see the yellow boat careening up the road. I look over my shoulder to find the source of this noise. A boy, maybe fourteen, in jeans and a hoodie,Continue reading “25 Degrees”
City Girl Goes Home
When I am in the city I am obsessed. Obsessed with what I’m wearing, what I’m doing, who I am being. I need more. I don’t have enough. I have so little. I’m always low on gas, almost out of make-up, never having enough clothes to look as cute as the girl next to me.Continue reading “City Girl Goes Home”
Tati’s Cat
This bitch won’t leave me alone. This little kitty is going to be the end of me. I can’t get any space to take care of my shit without this needy bitch clawing at me. And if I confront her, banish her, punish her, then she turns to a pile of mush that I can’tContinue reading “Tati’s Cat”
Peace and Sleep
The breeze, as it passes through the trees, is made audible by the yet fallen oak leaves. One of these leaves detaches, takes flight, catches on the wind, and then lands at my feet. I sit here above the creek with turmeric tea steaming in my face. My belly is full of veggies and IContinue reading “Peace and Sleep”
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