memories of you, images in ink and sighs, sift through the pages of my mind a soft breeze fluttering, a sharp gust, and I remember you: your smile as you stroked my cheek, the sun streaming through my hair, my own smile reflected in your brown eyes turn the page and I woke to your […]
Everybody around me seems to constantly be going, going, going. Looking at their phones. Talking non-stop with no pauses or thoughtful reflection. Working on and off the clock. Even sitting at the table or on the couch in the evening, television turned on the big screen and the little hand-held devices powered up… In The […]
examining her pretty blues I saw the traces of bite marks along her eyelids each red mark filled with dried tears and the echoes of heartache laying my tongue along each divot I tasted the memories of neglect and self-loathing the lies and the deceit and the abuse I tasted turmoil and lost hope oh […]
She is as cold as the Alps. As lonely as a coyote in the desert. As lost as a highland lamb.
tiny dragon sits and waits patiently biding her time curled up within her safe shell of blue with dark uneven spots she rests not in a nest of twigs and leaves or pebbles and mud but instead upon my tongue sometimes I roll her around my mouth (gently, gently, never crushing) she is smooth and […]
your soft honeyed lips whispered little secrets and sweet lies my ears stretched and strained longing for more my heart knew better still I ached musical lyrics or lines of poetry I listened wishing each word was true I inclined myself to you hoping dreaming one day lies would become truth so press those lips […]
It’s in the middle of the night that I miss you most. Your body beside me. Soft and warm. When I could turn over and stroke your face, your throat, your belly. Your thigh. The dark hours becoming a tinge of grey near the edges as I whisper your name, that I love you. Gazing […]
You know the one Always there when the sun shines And when you find five bucks on the sidewalk The first time you mention The creeping sadness in your heart POOF Magic disappearance act Gone How are you? they ask I’m feeling a bit depressed, you reply . . . Crickets chirp You can hear […]
Another gorgeous piece by Mark Ryan, one of my absolute favorite writers of all time. Underneath. Down here where it’s calm. Where the black beauty of the abyss touches my feet. All is quiet. All is still. I’m entombed as if in a coffin. Locked forever in my own space Controlling the promise of my […]
oh how you whispered sweet honeyed lies in my ear now you’ve left and you say: ‘girl, you’ll learn to love again’ let me swallow these sickly sweet saccharine pills candy-coated lips and sugar-crusted tongue belly full left unsatisfied wanting more because it’s something anything at all better than being empty tara caribou | ©2020 […]
