Ellie dropped her cigarette and stepped on it as she walked out across the sun-bleached parking lot. There was just one car, a boxy little brown one parked at the far end of… Continue reading
you are all amber honey drizzled on my bones, a cold stone piece of wonder, a mossy Mars. If you forget where we went, come back and sleep under the bridge.
This one has nothing to do with you. This is about my life now and fruit in the morning and then vodka. This one is not about anything.
Thursday Poetry Prompt #12. via Thursday Poetry Prompt #12. I wear my mother’s honor on my chest,a shining brightly badge, atasteless peach.Dinner burned black to the bottom of the oven,empty bottles, tidy apron,… Continue reading
If you forget everything, remember this. You are shooting in the dark. You are stumbling, eyes gouged out, brain bleeding. It’s already history, how you went.
I can smell the rain coming on the air, breathing down my neck, hot and wet. I want to be washed clean.