hard to explain so I don’t speak I grieve in private I take deep breaths hold it in let it out late at night alone
I said aloud it’ll be easy not to call easy not to miss but I forgot how lonely afternoons can be when the baby sleeps and the only thing to look forward to is night and the quiet of sleeping
I have memories tangled in Orion’s belt they are chilly and smell of red wine new sweet and complicated softening what could have been sharp I’m thankful I’m gracious for time given to shared with me and the cool night wind
Wishes make poor companions I want to be well am I well? I want you to be well please be well be well for you be well for her she needs you and I don’t know what I need -not that you asked I look in the mirror and I wish I wish I was […]
what does one do with a Friday night when Thursday you nearly gave yourself away digest express drink it down paint it black keep your eye on the light that pours through the pinhole in your defenses don’t think- smile enjoy revel relive feel all the feelings all the fingertip bruises all the maybes all […]
my nose turns red I spin looking up turning noticing clouds and that belt for 3 seconds loneliness and then joy that I am strong enough I enjoy the night on my own the apes sing
Your silence inside me resounds shattering every part. Each shard is set to burning, smoldering through my nights. Tears provide a cool salve, they are only temporary.