The Way We Were
There was never a time more empowering than the day I left. You were sitting at the dining room table, putting cream in your coffee, as I lugged my suitcase out of our… Continue reading
There was never a time more empowering than the day I left. You were sitting at the dining room table, putting cream in your coffee, as I lugged my suitcase out of our… Continue reading →
“Singledom” — what a fascinating colloquial, just as the harvest moon masks her dried cheeks we strap our garters tighter as belts expand, gazing against the cracked reflection of yester-more’s public washroom, the… Continue reading →
Underneath its hundred years, fingers unslipping his knotted scarf and wrapping half around my neck. The late bluebird shivering hopping in snow tracks and eventually losing feathers and beak and mind as its… Continue reading →