Fading out Memories Whitewashed Sterilized and bleached Shelved and labeled Photographs yellowing Slip from distracted fingertips Rivers dried leave sandy beds Words quiver then still History becomes history Novelty, routine No longer special Or unique Not a glowing star Illumination dimming The truth hurts But at least it is The Truth Little reminders of who […]
Sun blossoms in her hair Remind him of summer gardens And rippling crystalline creeks Her lips need no false color Her skin no extra adornment In his eyes She is naturally gorgeous tara caribou | ©️2019
would you cherish my beating soul? would you cherish my artist’s hand? you’re everything to me would you watch me finger myself? would you watch me shake and dance? I’m filled with visions of us would you taste my so-soft lips? would you taste my heady love? you’re more than I could hope for would […]
“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 […]
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
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 […]
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 […]
When you’ve found the perfect love, you’ll sacrifice everything for him. A small mousy woman, she has little hope of finding love. Always a wallflower overlooked by any and all, she fades from memory as quickly as eyes pass over her. She’s a lonely young woman who is surprised and honored the day he walks […]
As he tastes my skin Early in the morning I wonder what it is he finds Upon his wandering tongue Is it the spice of passion? The bitterness of loneliness? Or the sticky sweet honey of love? Am I cinnamon and clove? Earth after it has rained? Salty tears of heartache? I imagine I’m not […]
