Falling Snow

They all lie, you see, every last one of them. Sometimes you got to change tactics, it's all psychology at first. Some you finesse, go soft and quiet and sweet. Make them feel safe. Some you close in on, really loud and hard, scream if you have to, never break eye contact. And some, well, you have to go even harder on. Grab their elbow or neck. Slap them, hit quick while that fear is fresh,...

Added 29 Mar 2019 | Category Crime | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 507 | 8 Comments

You buried me, but I came back. We made mistakes. I forgive you. That's what love is. Forgiveness. Intimacy. Studying the cracks in one's heart as if they're your own. Just remember, I love you like no other. I'm watching you now. You're even more beautiful as you sleep. I remember our nights here. You'd rest in my arms and I'd watch over you. There were no complications . No doubts...

Added 28 Jun 2016 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 585 | 3 Comments

Out among the glittering stars, the plumes of clouds touch the sky like sleepy ghosts. I'll find you there, in this life and all others. Out among an ocean of spirits flying soundlessly skyward, cascading glows cover endless flight. Lives flash through me the closer and closer I get, every song and dance that lovers found the other half of a heart in. I'll find you there, in this life...

Added 14 Apr 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 512 | 3 Comments

As the year turns over and some things are put to rest, I made a list just for you. You always did love the things that were just ours to hold, beautiful vignettes that lit your eyes, dark scenes that clipped your heart. I'd list last new year's eve, your finger hushing my lip before saying what can't ever be taken back. "Let's keep this simple and just enjoy this lovely...

Added 14 Feb 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 452 | 3 Comments

I never cried for you. You knew me the best, the ache that always flared when I slept the wrong way, your soft hands would find it, body draped and spooned to mine as a living thermal blanket. You'd quietly touch in the dark, soothing that spinal ghost without request or a signal because I could not cry. You knew the unseen constriction buried within the plane of my chest, ...

Added 10 Oct 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 600 | 3 Comments

I cannot reassemble us alone, All the gifts remain unanswered, latitude and longitude have split this blossom. These waters will carry me back to where a torch was first lit. All the signals flow into me once I reach this haven's deepest vein, where we are told through diagrams, storied glyphs adorning stone, woven with cartography. I see your name in everything here, your careful script...

Added 29 Aug 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 370 | 1 Comment

While you are the collection, the narrative stays here, always close to our skin, no one gets to know the rest of the story, lover Of how every cell in my body sang like a fevered secret that I'll always carry with me, you could never know this. Because there was so much held back that could've bloomed between the pauses, the words and countless moments that I wasn't able to give you....

Added 09 Aug 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 414 | 1 Comment

I was almost there.After defying gravity, monsters, and even Death, only a few more steps remain in what has seemed like an endless search. A perpetual cycle blind to Time. I get closer. My heart is thunder booming in hollow tunnels, every moment constricted. You've been every dream and nightmare. Beautiful and loving. Frighteningly cold and distant. Almost a myth, even though I've held...

Added 20 Jul 2015 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 636 | 7 Comments

Shy away from a temple this morning, I should have known better than to stay, to always breathe in someone else, resting against temperatures made up by another's skin. So I'll take this cure, dream you up in order to cool these fevers down, the mark's already been made, counted on and memorized. All I need now is a sign, a shudder or reluctant sigh, a graceful aching finally pierced, then...

Added 11 Jul 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 531 | 1 Comment

Whenever I want. The words were carved into her skin with a razor. The letters on her forearm were a constant companion. He said it to her the first night she heard mom crying, sitting down on her bed. The words whispered in her ear like a prayer as he rubbed her leg. It lasted for years, her body an aftermath of his sweat and her blood every time. She has the razor now and watches...

Added 25 Jun 2015 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 980 | 7 Comments