Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
The floorboards creak as you shift your thin frame closer to mine. They groan like the ghosts of our past, the persistent and unwritten tension between us. They speak of the unspoken desire, suddenly rekindled by our proximity. The ghosts sigh as your breath brushes my neck, a welcome rush Read more
She eyes me above water-fill lines brimming with confidence and ruby-red smiles boasting crimson-stained cheeks, her merriment swirls by candlelit chimeras showcasing nuances of red, bookmarks of who she is. Slowly, a carmine chant rotates in her waters, vermillion-coated, dark as molasses enticing lovers to hold her crystal stem drowning Read more
You have wandered this road for a long time. You have left versions of yourself along the way, like sluffed off skins of earlier snakes. There are times when longing pulls you back to examine the scraps of tissue paper skin that hint at the nature of these other selves. Read more
Youngest leaves for college today. Our house appears to understand. Our house appears to understand. Water heater breaks, ceiling weeps. I grab a mop, sweep up the weeps. Sam the Appliance Man is booked. Every plumber in town is booked. She carries on, keeps packing up. Nothing stops her from Read more
For a while, you lived in a room without a TV Or a garbage disposal, and it was so quiet You heard the refrigerator moan, two dogs Barking at each other in the alley, somebody On the roof watering. You’ve been alone all day Except for 10 minutes when the Read more
A knot binds tight in a birdcage chest pulling taut like harness straps; breath falters edgily in gasps and gritty gaps struggling for free passage in staccato, high-heeled beats. Achieving lung-full, fresh, rejuvenating air: an impossibility. With the bindings, a nervousness attends surveying coldly from the sidelines; my play stutters, Read more
Be yourself if you want to kill all demons inside your head. My therapist advises. Talk to yourself in the mirror. I look at my reflection, its mouth opens, wanting to start before me. But the voice is not mine. Yes. You heard it right. I am Miryam. The pretty Read more
