From the backseat My mother tells me when she picks me up from the train station that I’m supposed to fall in love at 27 she tells me this because a psychic tells her this when she’s trying to find someone who can hear her brother from the other side My father kicks meContinue reading “thin/thick thoughts on thursday”
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Penny Talk
You left over 900 pennies in a bag by the door when you left. That was a year ago. I housed them in a drawer with other stuffed away memories in the shape of a deck of cards and mismatched earrings and old sets of keys. But today I thought, I should clean out that drawer andContinue reading “Penny Talk”
Phina (“the burning ones”)
Ask all the big questions Ask them to yourself Ask me Look up and ask the universe why we’re starting to look like our souls Look down at the spaceships we call feet and think about the first time you let them take you someplace new because it was time to move forward and thenContinue reading “Phina (“the burning ones”)”
When You Let Your Bodies Talk
One balmy Sunday morning sometime in September, I opened my eyes to him. It was then I came to understand the wordless conversation. We talked so many, many times before-but none of that seemed to compute anymore-it was just filler anyway. Our conversations really live in the soft rustle of the sheets while our limbsContinue reading “When You Let Your Bodies Talk”
Missing Lions
The field behind our house is just a backyard now. The majesty of an October pumpkin patch is gone, the honeysuckle doesn’t find its way into our mouths anymore, and the strawberry patch is a forgotten mound of dirt. If you squint real hard, you can see a faint imprint where the swing set onceContinue reading “Missing Lions”
A Word I Haven't Found Yet 