When I am gone what will you keep? Will it be my golden heels? Perhaps my knick knacks from when you were five? Will you remember me day in and day out? Quiet When its quiet will you see my face? Quiet Will you say my name? I’m […]
Demolish it all She stepped with purpose across the new city. She was a world traveler determined to find adventures that could fill in her life outline. Every city she stepped in seemed to be moving towards the same skyline. Where was the uniqueness of each place? Where […]
How firm is your foundation? So many times we are so focused on going forward and looking up that we forget to look from where we came. Every once in a while it makes sense to look down and back to see where we stand and where we […]
A hand on my shoulder My mom believed deeply, heavily in symbols. Everything had an extra layer of meaning Nothing was quite what it appeared to be. A fork falling to the ground meant a man was coming by; forget that I am extremely clumsy. A cloudy sky […]
As I lie on a sinking bed The whirling is mystifyingly soothing As I lie on a sinking bed The ends are coming up And I feel the cold, cold floor Enveloped in cushions that are bruising As my mind searches to be fed From a non-existent memory […]
There may or may not be doors but we can find our way in Throughout my life there have been many doors that I have had to walk through, at times perhaps crawl through. Some doors have been opened for me. Others, I have had to push my […]
But there will be footprints It’s been a lonely road. That he could not ignore. Now, although near his death, he felt more inter-connected than ever. He thought he would beat it. Now that he knows better he is at peace. However short his destiny he was going […]
Goodbye to You Start spreading the news. I’m leaving today. Well, I am leaving New York soon. I have told my family, friends and colleagues. However, there are two people that I have not yet told because I just don’t know how to sever those relationships. I just […]
Baby we were born to run It’s a perfectly quaint, slightly dark nostalgic room like a 1950s pharmacy. The bottles on the cabinet sure seemed like old-school items to lift her spirits. It wasn’t her home. It never would be. It was now or never to break free. […]
Enveloped within the waves of truths someday She walked for hours looking for the perfect spot where she could just hide from the world and be free. She didn’t want to be near phony people anymore. It seemed these days there was no escape from fake laughter, pointed […]
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