writing

Red streaks

When I’m awake this late My mind going for reasons unstated I become excited by dawn Eager for the brushing streaks My face turning to the window My eyes searching for the sun’s blush Taking snapshots of the sky mentally Holding the first breath of perfection Making it mine for just one moment Praying I …

Smoke and mirrors

Thirty feels no different than twenty-nine. Well, it doesn’t if I don’t think about the fact that my next major decade is forty… Never mind that potential mental breakdown, I’m back from vacation. Sadly that means back to work soon. I keep thinking about how I don’t feel real sometimes. Take this perfectly staged photo …

I wasn’t

I almost titled this “I wish I wasn’t”. Because I care too much about how people feel about me, I don’t handle people turning away from me well. Opinions and silence matter equally to me, and inconsistency is confusing. I wish I wasn’t so sensitive Unbelievably fragile when I don’t believe I am Speak with …

Please

“Can we really find shelter amongst strangers with eyes so hungry and hands that promise pain?” She hadn’t been warm in months. Hayley knew leaving her aunt’s was the smartest thing to do, but hadn’t anticipated how difficult caring for herself would be. That first night she’d shacked up with a girl from school, but …

Please

Chapter 2 The hours blended together, minutes bleeding into each other in the darkness. How long would he leave her strapped to that cold metal table? A true test of her will. She wondered at one point when Katie would realize she was gone. They spoke on her walk home, but her friend won’t start …

Trou Normand

“Temps de se réveiller, sweets.” She refocused on his face in front of her. It took a moment to recall where she was through the haziness of her mind. Her limbs were slow to move as she tried to sit up on the bed. “What happened?” She pushed her hair out of her eyes, her …