They Were The Darlings Of Heaven

They were the darlings of heaven; Van and Cecilia.  He was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.  God, how I loved him.  But she … she was the angel of songs.  Like crystal; and every heart was like glass around her.  Mine especially. Cecilia smashed me almost every day, cut me up with the trinkets of her affection. …

The Woman I Am Not Supposed To Know

I sleep, so as not think about you. Like running into shadows, escaping the eye above, doing anything, anything, anything to get away. All manner of distraction, every denial you could imagine, keeping secrets from myself so that they do not spill out in front of you. Every kind of logic. Because, because, because, ……

He Knows Where I Am

He sings to me. His voice, I hear it in the aching grind of the earth’s steady turn. It calls to me from the radio, seeking me out like a cat in the shadows that never pounces. Strangely, this gives me hope. I’m a cynical bitch most times. I believe in nothing but I play…

A Distance Not Measured In Miles

Is it a thousand miles? I could drive there in a day but still it wouldn’t bring us any closer. The space between us is measured in silence now. Every day I read the weather forecast for the far flung town you now call home, yet no matter how I try to imagine the way…

What Is A Fire?

She will drift around like mist, almost not there. Close your eyes, shift your focus for a blink and she might be gone. It’s a risk you take; but what is a fire that does not promise to make ashes of everything? I know you know this. An old fashioned quill has scratched beautiful calligraphy…