"We began before words and we will end beyond words."
Cold Tea When I met him I was always hurt, Always empty In a way that was never entirely bare. Like a glass half full, I was the remnant of some sweet drink He had only wished to taste, But never to finish. I was like hot tea that he thought tasted better cold, Iced—... Continue Reading →
A plucked a petal from your garden long ago, And realized it was from a garden filled with forget-me-nots. He loves me, he loves me not. That was when we were friends, happy, even euphoric. I was glad to think I'd never be forgotten And even kept the dried thing in a jar on my... Continue Reading →
Dear Daddy, Happy Birthday. Is it strange that I still haven't processed your death as a death, but rather as a long vacation? And I know that isn't the best thing to do, because it implies that I'll see you again. But perhaps I will. In this life and maybe the next I will see... Continue Reading →
Him. Contrary to popular belief I worry about running into him on the street. I think about it when I wake up how bitter-sweet it would be to see his face And hers next to it. I imagine him in my bed As he once was once upon a time, Allowing us to revisit old... Continue Reading →
November My heart is broken and I don’t know why. I never gave it away after him. Inside my chest, it hurts And I panic Because I cannot reach inside And stitch is back together Without killing myself. My mind is unraveling as my heart rots away I don’t understand the words that come from... Continue Reading →
Skin Tattered and pulled Too tight Too loose. My skin, Scarred and ruined And wounded. Saddened and angered By my life By my choices. These ungodly marks I stare at in the mirror- Remind me Of the journey I’ve led, Of the purple path I choose When everything was blue. Of the bowls I pushed... Continue Reading →
I HAVE INTERNET. I have since Monday, but I'm making a post tonight. I think next week I'll start from the beginning; Before my dad died, high school, friends and all. This originally began as an exercise for me, simply to get feedback on the writing, but I've received such amazing responses that I think... Continue Reading →
CoinsI can’t tell you the amount of coinsMy father found when he was alive.Pennies,Nickels,Dimes.All aligned waiting for him,To stop and pick up.He’d catch a glimpse of their silvery,Faces,Laying flat and unimportant on the sidewalk.When he’d pick them up I’d smileIn amazement that he could spot so manyOf these neglected, inconspicuous currency;While others walk so proudly... Continue Reading →
5:24amI wake up at 5:24am to a room of dimly lit candlesAnd confusion.A day doesn’t pass that I don’t hope he will appear to me in the night.Wish for it.Hope for it.Dread it.To sit at my bed and tell me he is proud,That he sees me,Still sees me,And always will.I dreamt of him today,We were... Continue Reading →
Famous Last Words 