Stasis. This frozen space where I can’t move forward but I know I can’t stay here. Every day for fifteen years. Suspended, I hang above my body watching, waiting for the moment of escape, the moment I’ll know it’s time to take back over, to get on that bus again, and go. Where? Who knows? […]
Pain ripples through my bones, sends aftershocks trembling over my skin, and I don’t know where it comes from. I vibrate with hot breaths, flying fast from lungs that don’t feel like mine, while flames rip their way out of my eyes, and the air thickens, pollutes my mouth, yet I gasp for it because […]
How do you live with someone for 15 years and they still don’t seem to notice you? Like, they see you, talk to you, touch you occasionally, but they don’t actually see you. When they look at you, it’s as if you were everything, but they don’t actually know you, the real you, the pieces […]
I don’t want to forget the taste of your tongue against mine. I want to remember your rough cheek, your hard hands as they carry me backwards to your bed. I want to visualize your head on my lap, my fingers in your hair, and I know it’s all just imaginary, just fantastic moments where […]
I have these weird moments where I try to reconcile who I am now with who I was in the past. Like…I’m trying to find her in me or me in her…if that makes sense. I do the same thing with other people too. Like you. I didn’t really know you then, only my perception […]
We yearn in quiet rooms filled with wild voices, familiarity staring back while loneliness winds it’s way around our roots. Smiles remain real, as in genuine, as in true, yet sad eyes, those gray blue patches of sorrow hidden beneath echo back, scream my name as if I’m the only real piece of the world […]
You sort of know when it’s over, when anything is, really. Time warps for the slightest instant, and poof, you know. Like the sound of your voice that last time on the phone, the shudder that said what your mouth couldn’t. Or the way his messages seem to become shorter, less frequent. The way I […]
Why do I have to feel so much? Want so much? I just end up eviscerating everyone, tearing out their insides, and devouring them like candy, and I wonder how anyone could still want me. But they do. So many love me, want me, desire me, need me, and all I am is dust and […]
I keep thinking about stupid things like: throwing my laundry in and regretting washing your scent from the clothes I wore last time we touched; how I haven’t yet washed all of them so I can remember any trace of you that remains; wondering when I’ll have showered enough to no longer feel your fingerprints […]
The potential glides against me, opening my eyes to a life I didn’t see possible, to a love that could be everything. The future stretches out against a new canvas I never new existed, and I wonder if this is what I’ve been looking for, if this is what it means to be happy because […]
I'll write as long as my lines live
TBI Survivor Story
One Hell of an Apprenticeship
He was so ugly that everybody died. The end!
An engineered explosion of erroneous exposition.
~chaos with coffee☕
come lay down ink...
Fun for the whole asylum!
Darren Hawbrook
Get Your Keys, Grab Your Coat.
A rather droll affair
Shattered long ago...
Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.
poetry w/teeth
Two old men write poetry, short stories and other things
Where are you John Bender...
My Imagination is the DEVIL on my shoulder
