"National Suicide Prevention Hotline. Project semicolon; please remember." A voice is pleading. "What did you say?" The question is uncertain. "National Suicide Prevention Hotline." A voice replies with more force. Hesitantly. "What is it?" "One eight ze...
Thoughts returnOf that first summerOn the lakeWhere dragonflies and pixiesRoamed playing matchmakersThe sun kissed rooftopsAs with my heartYou walked into my lifeA smile brighter than the sunI skip a stone across the coveWatching the ripples formAs deep i...
There is no magic in the things I do A look, a smile, and lowered eyes I make the dream all about you Payment received from your moans and sighs. There’s nothing special about me at all A model or movie star I’ll never be Yet, late at night, I’m the one...
A semi-circular moon in a crepuscular sky. Indigo hues of a day that passed by. I grieve at the tomb of my goddess on high, And I shake my fist at this crepuscular sky. A portentous night, cumulonimbus clouds, Her body cocooned in funereal shroud, Her l...
Up and Down The blue sky is up. The brown ground is down. The sun is up in the blue sky. The green grass is down in the ground. The moon is up in the dark sky. The yellow flower is down in the ground. Look up! Look down! Hole in Her Pants Dora has a hol...
Olivia woke with her cheek pressed against cold hard earth, painfully aware of every bone inside her flesh, the awkward arrangement of jaw and skull bones, string of aching vertebrae, arm and leg bones loose at the joints. She decided against standing up...
How beautiful you look today! Your hair just so and tucked away. Your face is beaming, your smile is bright, Is it because of something we shared last night? How beautiful you look today! You glide just so and you sway. Your touch is loving, Your kiss i...
Imogen knew she had to take some of the blame. Eli had returned to the village to see her, but she'd soon grown jealous when he spent so much time with that pretty girl in perpetual mourning black. If Imogen was honest with herself, she'd jumped at the ch...
One never knows when they occur but sometimes they do, Teardrops fall, she won’t talk at all, and I wish I knew. What causes her such misery? One never knows what emotional scars have been her due, Night falls and her crying calls for justice and life ane...
Olivia came home much later than she'd intended, surprised to see lights in the windows. She ran up the path to the front door, splashing in the puddles, singing cheerfully to herself as she hung up her wet coat in the hallway. It had occurred to her that...
It had taken Imogen about half an hour to make up her mind to tell Eli what she'd heard, longer to find him, and even longer to wait while he went to confirm for himself what she already knew. Typical man, couldn't take a woman's word for anything. Rather...
Verity came storming out of the kitchen, and Imogen melted into the darkness behind the door, breathless and silent. Unseen, she watched Verity stomp off up to the attic and Olivia climb wearily back to bed. Too weak to stand, Imogen sat down on the floor...
They signed up for dancing class at an arts center. Once a week. They volunteered for the tech crews at a theater. When time allowed. They wrote poetry to read at open mic nights. Every so often. They hiked the pathways of the earth. In life's time. They...
She built the walls highEncased herself within No one was getting thoughNo way, No how She doesn’t know how Or even why But he found the smallest crack To let the light inside A beacon of lightWhich softly shone A light so bright In her darkness alone T...
