The people run this town, The dusty roads and sweeping jacarandas. I am a driver, now a passive observer In the realm of my car, I am removed from the ebb and flow of daily life in this town Even with the windows down. We are now outside the jurisdiction of traffic laws My carContinue reading “This Town”
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If this is the end
If this really is the endAnd you won’t be coming home,Then all of it is yours.The years, the friends, the tears.I can’t quite tell if I see you in everything I made this life of,Or if I made this life of everything I could see you in.But the point remains:You are the golden thread braidedContinue reading “If this is the end”
Another Life
Today, last year, it was all about us, And today, this year, it isn’t. We are not bearing the gifts you are waiting to receive, or giggling as we blow your balloons. They think they’re so lucky finding you, And they are. Anyone is lucky to have you, But you were ours first. For aContinue reading “Another Life”
The Heart’s Melody
I remember composing an album after a traumatic loss. I usually turn to my writing to touch the depths of despair, but this time I reached for the piano keys. My fingers stumbled over them, slow but steady, eventually finding a melody congruent to the tempo of my heart’s desires. It’s never been my favorite, butContinue reading “The Heart’s Melody”
The Zanzibar Hotel Excerpt
We’re lying in the hammocks, The night air is thin but warm. My drink pours all over my leg, leaving a sticky trail of sour juice. We’re laughing until we’re not. Drunken laughter grips my brain, Possessing my entire body. O glances over her drink, her body rocking the hammock. The lights fill the undersideContinue reading “The Zanzibar Hotel Excerpt”
Summer Nights Poetry
Time’s Sorrows
Five in the evening comes no easier than the hours before it, Wandering around, Treading on bare earth, Searching for worms, And waiting until we’re gone. Life is long, my mother always said, The days stretch into eternal swathes of time, Silky moments that appear to resist slipping away. I realized years ago that thisContinue reading “Time’s Sorrows”
Thoughts from the shower
The clockwork gears unraveling beneath my skin. A labyrinth, a lifetime in the making, is burning. The absence of your nearness has abandoned me. I showered today for the first time since. And I lie in the sheets, like my skin, that have been scrubbed clean. And although the warmth is all mine, I can’tContinue reading “Thoughts from the shower”
The Bird and The Storm
The tears fall, and once again I don’t understand. It’s like the skies prophesized, the unravelling is inevitable. My love, my darling is like an exotic bird. He flies free, quick, never looking back. Loyal, steady, but fleeting, Drinking the orchard’s sweet drips. I am a hurricane, The tempest itself, Bitter and crackly. The torrentialContinue reading “The Bird and The Storm”
On Outrunning Destiny
It appears that I am fated to become my father, to embody his bitter years of tragedy as my own. I remember the time before it, like a faded photograph that no longer reflects reality at present. In the pursuit of rejecting the stories we are to become, we all think we are special becauseContinue reading “On Outrunning Destiny”
Literary Musings 