Tag Archives: poetry
Dec 24th
Every year, the same traditions, the same memories binding us together. There are those who think of them as a mud that weighs down our feet, keeps us from moving. I like to think they are the mortar that holds … Continue reading
The Next Morning
After the longest night of the year, we waited quietly for the morning to come. We held hands and sang lowly, in the cold, our breath mingling in frosty fog. We did not know the world had passed us by, … Continue reading
I Dreamt Of
I dreamt about you, again. I dreamt of pushing you against the glass in that hotel in Prague. Of your breath and skin fogging the window. I dreamt of your stockings around your throat, your lips gone bruise-purple. I dreamt … Continue reading
Resting Bitchface
I miss the way we used to pass one another, silently, eyes never meeting, greetings never exchanged. When you open your mouth, I imagine you dead, with flies on your tongue, instead of words. I find that I hate you … Continue reading
Scent and Memory
You smell like vanilla, mixed with lemon and lavender, pennies, and the ocean. Would that I could bottle it, and pour it out on my skin when I’m without you, so I could feel a little less alone.