Dream Writing

I had a dream I wrote a poem. Inspired and fluid. Excited, I stopped to read it. To relive what I’d done. Realizing as I searched that it was gone. Never here really. Just penned in my sleep. Vertigo. I remember. Earnest. True words. And connection. A shared meaning understood. Bright blue electricity snaking. Images […]

Boundaries Breakdown Short Stories

Originally posted on Effie Graves:
From a family of dysfunction, having appropriate boundaries doesn’t come naturally. Kate and Penny are at each other’s throats. Paul tries to keep out of the way. And mom loves her books. First in a series of connected short stories: WONDER WOMAN IN TRAINING High school senior, Kate, is on her…

Wonder Woman In Training

Now available at Amazon.com and Amazon Kindle unlimited. Click the cover for information. WONDER WOMAN IN TRAINING High school senior, Kate, is on her own for the first time in her life with no one to take care of but herself. Even across several hundred miles, her family crushes her independence and reminds her just […]

We, The Brokenhearted

All of us are We, The Brokenhearted. And we, the brokenhearted, are blind to the others in our company. For our pain is most singular. We know It has not been asked of anyone before this day To live this loss. To suffer so completely. And we, the brokenhearted, search long, Hard through our despair […]

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What it’s like. For you.

Just listen. Don’t fix this twisting fire in my chest. These broken shards at my feet. My astonishment and shock at the actual physical pain. Just watch. Me weep. This hollowed chamber. My empty shell with soundless wails. Torrential and endless. Just sit. Your hand on my heart and hear me.

Hope Is For Cowards

When you’re wishing for something that will likely not happen But try anyway … You hope. And when it ultimately fails, you can say I had hoped … And then consolation from somewhere deep, nearby, far away. When you’ve wanted, dreamed, dared But don’t actually say it will happen … You hope. Hope is for cowards. […]

A Conversation With Myself

What’re you doing? Get back! Don’t worry. I’m fine. I know what I’m doing. What if you don’t? And this all ends badly? Nothing will ever happen or become if I’m too afraid to try. Reconsider. No. No? You don’t know what’s going to happen. You don’t know how this will turn out. Everything you’ve […]

Finished Yet?

When can I be done? When we have enough to be finished. But when will that be? I’m tired. My fingers hurt and my back is sore. I’m sorry, sweetie, but we don’t have enough to be finished. But … Quiet, now. Complaining won’t get it done any faster. Why are you crying? Hush. Let’s […]

Voices Unheard

We’re not listening, there is no ‘new’ way no ‘new’ cause no ‘new’ reason it’s the same as it ever was Too late, we feel it tragic loss incomprehensible loss senseless loss A glimpse, wasted now, at the unknowable pain fractured heart pleading soul Messages clear but unanswerable changes unable to be made the softness […]