I hold memories of you like a wave-worn rock nestled in my pocket reaching in deep my fingers float along your soft edges the gentle curves of who you were who I remember you to be who we once were I feel your weight there touching you I hold that ache again the fervent ache […]
my lips sigh as the water slowly slips through black grains of sand how I long to feel your caress even as the waves gently lap my feet your red lips quivered when my thumb stroked you there an intake of breath and your eyes sparkled before softly closing I remember your quiet hum of […]
my face silently slips beneath the jagged waves moonlight accents edge peaks and valleys and I’m no longer fighting it releasing my final breath I’m floating softly in this cold new world sinking down into the vast depths I look above to see the gentle beams reflections of some far off light sifting through the […]
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We’d share a call and response every night, phones pressed between cheek and pillow 20.7 miles away. It was an incantation lulling lovers to pass from one consciousness to another. Your voice digitized, reflecting off faux pine towers or maybe even orbiting satellites, reached me through technologies I’d never…
I still smell his scent on my sheets Though it’s been long since he left my bed Lifting his pillow to my face I am reminded of our last night together How he clung to me like a man possessed His whispers in my ear Of need and desire Hands crushing and grasping and pinching […]
Fuck this. And fuck the world. She violently pulled the brush through her long wild hair in one last attempt to tame it. Fuck it all to hell. But isn’t this what you do? You make yourself presentable. Put on matching clothes that say, ‘I’m not a slob but I’m also not so vain as […]
“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 […]
In this era, walking this world, we have erroneously come to the conclusion that we need everything and we need it now. Where has patience gone? Where has peace fled to? Where is our human compassion and mercy? Examining my own self, I know what I desire. I have hopes and dreams too. Some I […]
you’re standing at the door fiddling with your keys and I hate myself because I know what you want to hear and I don’t have those words inside me or maybe I do but they stay lodged in my throat or maybe more likely I only have them for someone else a someone else that […]
She fucked him to remember She fucked him to forget She fucked him to feel beautiful She fucked him to be someone else She fucked him to drown out the pain She fucked him to feel alive Because when he was deep inside her That’s when the world made sense tara caribou | ©️2017
