A Strange and Mournful Day

I hold your childhood in my cupped hands. I bring my hands to my chest, and slowly open them. The treasure floats free and soaks into my flesh and passes through my bones to rest in my heart. Yesterday’s treasure was memories of your younger sister. What will tomorrow’s treasure be? I will hold them … Continue reading A Strange and Mournful Day

Momma

Your green eyes are brighter than I’ve ever seen them. You’ve been questing your whole life, but this level of intensity is in the stratosphere. Your gaze pierces and holds me. It demands answers, and I have none. I am mesmerized by the emotions moving across your face. They are fireworks rising and unfolding, things … Continue reading Momma

Portmanteau

"We're deplaning now. Please utilize the exit at the front of the plane." "Deplaning, ugh." "Only because 'disembarking' is too long," Steve said. "It's not a real word!" "It started in 1923." I considered this for about a nanosecond. "Slithy." "Now who's making up words," he said. "Lewis Carroll. Lithe and slimy smashed together." "The … Continue reading Portmanteau

Beginning and Ending

The chemical relationship ionized dreams and lifted hopes. Though they were fraught with isotopes, the shared events were joyous. The spiral and complex weekends did not need explaining. Soon, the data showed cursed elements. The erasure of the happy road became a periodic part of each day. A metallic ploy mandated a unique wall; each … Continue reading Beginning and Ending