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How does Red feel? Like another night of dark dreams, fighting through shadows that resemble fists. There are times when I grow tired of this and think, but only for a moment, that it would be so easy to open my veins and finally be free of them. Then, th...

I spent the day turning each doll, each stuffed animal, on the shelf to face the wall. There’d been too many questions lately,questions I haven’t felt capable of answering. Each time I’ve looked up, they were still there, teetering like snow upon their li...

She spent all evening carefully sorting out the pieces. Border pieces went in one pile, sky blue in another, darker pieces in a third. Afterwards, content with her progress, she crawled into bed, clutching Rabbit, her one remainder of childhood, to her ch...

Precious Things

For Xuani, Ash, and Hiram Lawrence Jr.

I had her name traced above my heart Cupped my belly, feeling the spark Within, I felt the beat of life, the echo of her cry Her breath a butterfly Brushing the cobwebs from the grave with her wing Oh you precious thing And she, oh she had his name tattoo...

I giggled, staring across the water, the tips of mybrilliantly painted orange toes staring back at me, wiggling like little piggies. “Hi!” I waved at them, sliding further in to the almost too hot water with a sigh, my gaze moving up the eggshell tile to...

One in Six

Dealing with my darker demons.

One in sixEvery two minutes (not that I keep track)Counting out the time, alarm set on my cell phone to remind me thatFor one hundred and nineteen secondsI am safeThat I can breathe easy knowing that someone else took the bullet for me this timeGuilt and...

A perfect Sky

A road trip to SF in the 60's becomes something else

It had been a perfect day. Raindrops had been misting out of the April sky for hours, long enough for the squeaky scrape of windscreen wipers to become just another part of the aural landscape. In his rearview mirror, Topeka had become nothing more then a...

When the Silence is Sound Enough

Taking a breather to let out the strangeness in my head. Welcome to my world.

I A layer of dust lay thick in a faintly glowing square. Her finger moved languidly over its surface leaving behind a scar of nebulous light in its wake, releasing a lusterless beacon into the cell-like room. The pale beam stabbed the floor, causing her t...

As it turned out, I was right. Suicide wasn’t a thing you heard about much, at least not in our quiet little town. It was something that happened far away, something distant and unfathomable. And yet, that morning it had struck home with terrible precisio...

Sleepless

I wrote this for another site, but here seems to be a better home for it.

Cold stark black and white and absent of any grayThe edges are no longer blurred and I am as cold as deathWhat I wouldn’t do to feel warm again, to feel safe?My dreams are full of images, too fast to catch hold ofPainful flashes of unfocused memory, polic...