What I Meant To Say Was…

cool emerald bursts upon my lips tongue lolling, dog panting twisting into purrs and moans the baker’s hands knead white dough adding yeast and sugar, as required it’s chocolate and caramel strawberries and whipped cream raw black earth and the rain there’s crashing waves on the briny shore and the precise, measured lines swollen lids […]

Her Name Was Love

As a young woman, she moved with an easy grace and light skipping footsteps, the bloom of youth fresh upon her lovely face, her ripe firm breasts and long limber legs. The bright warm sun quickly dried the occasional rain of tears down her tender cheeks. New life seemed to spring from each narrow footprint […]

The Poet

his pen leaves splatters and drips ink drops and blots stained fingertips a chewed up lip used up nibs on the floor his fingers run over his skull scratching then clinging messy then smooth he squeezes the words out his pores he leaves little messages between the letters and the lines the black marks and […]

The Woman in the Mirror

“Tomorrow,” she thought to herself. “Tomorrow is a new day.” She turned and viewed her backside in the mirror again. Definitely her best side. Turning forward again, she lifted her breasts where a woman twenty-five years her junior would have them. Too big, too saggy. Her eyes lifted to her face, the creases of time […]

Clockmaker

he’s a clockmaker his nimble fingers hold a spring here and press a latch there his sharp eyes envision where the cogs will just miss and an adjustment will need to be made his quick mind thinks three steps ahead and two moves back he visualizes what masterpiece will arise from the bits and pieces […]

Unhinged (Portraits pt. 4)

Try as she might, she could not eject him from her mind. Perhaps she never really tried all that hard, to be honest. Initially she came across his picture, an arm wrapped around a thin red-head, glass raised, foam sloshed over the edge on social media. Tagged with a pound and the words “off the […]

Unappreciated (Portraits pt. 3)

Day after day he creeps through life. It wasn’t always so. There was a time when they held hands and spent hours talking and had loved without abandon. But the fire has long since died out in her eyes and a cold condescending glare has replaced it. Nothing he does is good enough. The house […]