The Day I Held Two Sapphires
Poem I held two sapphires in one hand. They were your precious eyes. Trees spoke solace to the hummingbirds in my ears who thought flowers grew in there somewhere. They were wrong but they...
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No One There For Me
Poem At the end of the day when Sun is setting and all summer dwellers are playing tango in the lights of crimson, pink and auburn I’d hold you forever, never let it...
Talk 13 – Ladder
Short Story But I think we are overstaying our welcome. I invite everyone upstairs. We still have half a bottle of whiskey and some roasted almonds. You’re fine. I don’t get many visitors...
Morning Thunderstorm
The skylight rattles under a tumult of fresh rain. The windchime dances in a sudden wind; it’s tritonal melody incessantly plays on. Thunder booms. The storm ebbs and flows. Lightning flashes twice. Thunderclaps follow....
What sense does it make?
do not look at me do not glance or wish to see if you are not willing to let go do not talk to me do not voice your thoughts or start to shout...
Morals Clause
Short Story Sophie’s crossover from pornography to reality television had not yet been lucrative enough to afford her a Los Angeles stylist, so she’d cobbled together what she thought was a sexy modern...
Talk 12 – Circles
Short Story Where does that door lead? To the neighboring building’s back yard. They also have a garden? No, they have a barbecue and plastic chairs. Meat eaters. Like most of the world. But...
