burning the past

Up the stairs. Not here. Down the stairs again. Where did I leave it? I toss cushions haphazardly to the living room floor. I rifle through kitchen drawers not really caring what disarray I leave things in. I won't be coming back. Up the stairs again. I rip the bedding from your bed and toss … Continue reading burning the past

up, up, and away…

I'm flying, now. Free from all that once encumbered me. I can feel the wind course through me as I climb ever higher. The clouds feel like droplets against my skin. Can I still call it skin? I'm really not certain what I am right now. Spirit? Soul? Ethereal mass? Whatever it's called, it's everything … Continue reading up, up, and away…

goodnight, my darling

She sits quietly in her bedroom, staring out the window. She thinks of the life she once thought she had. She brushes out her long golden hair -- one hundred strokes -- just like her mother taught her. She twists it into the same bedtime braid she's worn every night since she was a small … Continue reading goodnight, my darling