The puppy

The puppy follows me around faithfully A twinkle in its eyes, a spring in its steps  It scurries behind me No matter how small the distance Like the five steps from the bed to the couch  Its unceasing energy wears me down  I sleep for a while The puppy, ever loyal, waits by the bed…

Memories

My brain’s filled in the gaps so I don’t know which memories of you are real Which ones are a product of my imagination I don’t know where we began Or ended I remember things Like Legs touching Knowing smiles The anticipation Dancing on the line But it’s like opening the refrigerator door to find…

In watermelon sugar

I finished reading a book that made me think of you. It’s not that the storyline reminded me of you. But that I thought it’s the kind of book you would like. It’s a book about all kinds of things, and a book about nothing. They all lived in a world made of watermelon sugar,…

Crossing the line

I remember the exact moment I started falling for him. He had taken me out for coffee because I was feeling down. “Let’s go”, he said, “I’m getting you coffee”. It wasn’t an invitation, it was a command. I remember finding his assertiveness sexy. He refused to let me pay for my own coffee, which…

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When my thoughts start to race and swirl out of controlI writeWithout knowing what the words areWith the hope that I will findSome peaceSome solaceSome orderIn wordsI grieveFor those that have leftFor those that are left behindBut my heart also achesFor those who live but their hearts have diedFor deep bonds that have been brokenFor…