Nothing happened. Maybe it did. Who knows?
Everything will get better soon, and your troubles will fade.
Waking up to a pleasant surprise.
I have everything one could only dream of.
It settles inside on a mission to distort minds.
Being around him is like standing under a cloud raining acid.
I am a clean sheet of paper, inside and out. What I think will be written and carried out.
New poetry, published in Spillwords Press.
My dream is coming true tonight.
I screamed so loud, for years…
It’s eight and my heart plummets. Am I nervous? That never happens…
She looks like an exotic mermaid wading through turquoise.
Can’t believe I’m responding with smiling faces.
I feel my sunflower move closer to me, gripping my shoulder. I think it’s afraid… Because I am.
I slam the accept button and grip the steering wheel. If this woman makes me crash my truck…
I’m so disappointed in myself I can’t look at my reflection. I’ve never cheated on anything.
Someone was watching. She knew.
We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
After Timothy left my place to catch his flight to the District, I dig out the note Emilian gave me from my backpack.