Tagged: relationships

Priscilla Westra, poem about devotion and love 0

The Man Who Can

Poem You run a bath for my return I take out the bins I forget half of all I yearned You remember little things You have the eye, the finer touch I engage in...

schizophrenia fiction short stories 1

Lachlan – Part Three

Short Story So the next evening in the shed, Henry asked Lachlan what he wanted. “I want you to stop being Spineless.” “What do you mean?” “You’re pathetic. You swallow your rage.” “I don’t...

poem about reflecting on one's life 0

It’s Day 2 of Open Enrollment

Poem I sit in a chair and face the corner of a cubicle for eight hours a day since it’s enrollment time for benefits It’s noon and we’re already 200 calls deep Enroll my...

poems about bittersweet love 0

Pink Kisses

Poem   The sun explodes into a million pink kisses only to be buried beneath the greys of dusk. I catch one, pretending it is from you. Bittersweet. your tears still enchant the day...

short story about robbery 0

Reservoirs

Short Story A vulture floated high in the desert sky, circling around itself. It looked like an insect struggling in the spiderweb of my broken windshield. The taste of iron was heavy in my...

life poem 0

Life Flows Away

Poem Hands forced on each other Blue sky A face without eyes Smiles Life flows away Crying emotions A sunny day Angry flying plates Kisses Life flows away Goodbye hugs Rainbows in rain Slaps...

For Tony, For The Men Who Get To Stay 1

For Tony, For The Man Who Gets To Stay

When I finally leave Mallory’s place, the second wave of the bar crowd is just getting home. They bubble up from the yawning mouths of subway stations and lurch indoors with their arms around...

Lust Painted Walls 0

Lust Painted Walls

Agnes clicked onto user Jim409’s profile. She scrolled through his pictures giving each physical quality peculiar attention. In the first photo he appeared to have just spearheaded a lion while draped in a rugged...

Mr Lonelyhearts Man 0

Mr Lonelyhearts Man

I used to think that being dumped was like being dead, a state of numbness. But then I decided that the analogy wasn’t quite right: Being dumped makes you feel like the entire world...

dream life poem 0

What Once Was Ours

Poem   I still think of us as the proprietors of the Poe House up North In the field surrounded by traffic circles and public park Except our one corner with the tall grass...

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Tango

Poem And now he needs you. It’s hard for him to grasp, and even acknowledge. He knows something is happening to him; Awareness of who he has always been Suddenly rushes upon him- Unwelcome....

breakup poem 0

Failed Breakup

Spoken Word   Don’t be a child about it Seriously Where can you get this In this form In this way In that manner Very well Is my answer and The way you do...