The Exchange

Filling the air with words I wait – Wait for her to finish her thoughts. Look, glance, pause. “Think of something else to say, Danyealah…” Sputtering phrases of weather, homework, travel – Random facts followed by an “Mmhmm.” Words go … Continue reading

Pleasant Misadventures on the 51

“That’s it for today,” professor Rovira announced. Picking up my back-pack or as I like to think of it, my “ton of bricks,” I glanced at the time on my iPhone – 5:31pm. That’s enough time to rush back to … Continue reading

At the Jousting Match

Life is a game we play:
A tossed ball, a forgotten frisbee.

Memories fall out of a set like broken toys,
Chess pieces topple over into dust.

Life is a monopoly board, abandoned.

Figurines in a set,
Marbles in a box,
Dolls on a table…

Life:
Our magnetic tug of war.

Hoping that Hope Exists

Mirror me:
Wrinkles, lines, curves.

Melting into my insecurities,
I ponder.
Looking at a deeper reflection,
I dream.

The pain drips slowly –
Acid eating away at porcelain skin.

We are all dreamers,
Looking for the self within.

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