Old Flame

The sip of robust coffee coated her taste buds Giving her tongue the hug her body ached for. Yearning for the embrace of his arms around her. Fulfilling those promises he texted her. It was suppose to be a romantic getaway just for the two of them A chance to meet again And rekindle that…

A Cereal Dater

The grumbling of her stomach woke her from her sleep She went to the cabinent for a midnight treat Cinnamon Toast Crunch Drizzled with honey Would do the trick She searched the shelves And stood on her tip toes to see if she missed some space in the back But her box of the sugar,…

Weightless

Flying. Soaring through the air with the moist wind sheathing every inch of her dermis. Free falling pass noctilucent clouds without a parachute to hold her back. She was weightless with a mind so clear crystal would get jealous. Only the steady, pounding beat of her heart drummed in her ears as she counting a…

The One Left Behind

It was safe to say she all she had to rely on was herself The people that were closest in proximity to her were runners Running away physically or Running away mentally Leaving her in reality To figure out the things they weren’t able to comprehend

Power

It surged them him like electricity Stemming from the hand that held the pen The long, broad table was just an extension of the might that would bestowed upon him With two flicks of the wrist his name would be signed And he would have all the power The power to bring all his naysayers…

Love’s Residue

The flowers had welted The vase was bone dry Although her eyes weren’t Empty tissue boxes filled her trash can Her appetite had vanished The pain was too strong She was evaporating in despair Wasn’t she enough She gave her all Tried her best To be the partner he’d truly admire Even though her friends…

An Unbalanced Apology

She cradled them Delicate bulbs resting in the crook of her elbow Seemed to weigh a ton Probably costed him a pretty coin If it was any other day, She’d be happy If the bouquet was for another reason She’d be smiling But this wasn’t any other day And it wasn’t for another reason He…

A Farmer of Words

Writing a book is akin to planting seeds. Each seed grows at different rates Some seeds sprout faster Some seeds bear fruit quicker Ideas birthed in mind and Planted on paper Not all flow easily like rushing rivers after a storm Day by day Sometimes year by year The words will come The sentences will…

Work Ethic Times Three

Work, work, work Grind, grind, grind Having to do three times the work For half the shine Hustle, hustle, hustle Move, move, move There’s no time to squander You have to act with haste The starting line is flexible Shifting when you enter the race Fairness and equality isn’t a privilege you get to taste…