Who are we,really,in this timeof lost and colliding,this momentof awake and distant? Am I this versionall twisted insidethis other self,this beingwho wants freedomyet finds such tragic comfortin the safety of control? Pieces of me fall away,drift out and crashonly for my fingers to fumbleas I stick them back to placesthey don’t belong while you watch […]
Each step, each breath, each choice I take or make overflows with angst, the agony of regret, of not knowing or understanding the why, the pieces that don’t fit even though they used to, even though they should. Those fragments fall between cracks I didn’t know I had, and I’m in a box, inside the […]
If I could choose, I would remember white fences with green grass penned behind it and warm sun rays heating my skin to the beet red of summer. If I could choose, I would remember family vacations and long stretches of highway, Madonna blasting in my headphones and dozens of tiny chipmunks scurrying up my […]
She is a hurricane, spiraling winds wrapped up in waterfalls of rain, and she can’t stop falling, pouring herself out onto streets and cars and houses. She winds up her thoughts with gale force facts and spews them at whoever won’t listen because no one really does. Her eyes bleed invisible tears that plummet onto […]
I guess I got what I wanted. I just didn’t realize it wouldn’t be enough. That I would open my eyes and see your face and know this was where I belonged. I didn’t know that just being someone wouldn’t be enough. I thought I needed someone. To hold me and smile at me and […]
Strange, this feeling of nostalgia pouring over me, bathing me in memories of times I’ll never forget, of moments I’d somehow misplaced, and emotions I’d like to relive. Yet we can’t go back. No one can. That road has gone, drifted into ash and cinder, and this path is the only one that exists. We […]
Suddenly, old is new again, and I’m not sure how it happened. Like fate or kismet or some kind of coincidence that can’t be coincidental. I remember his strong hands, the arms that held me up, that pushed me down and made me feel alive when I seemed underwater, when I seemed lost in trying […]
Our passion painted the windows with our breath, our steam, our release after so much wanting, so much heat that the rain outside felt warm instead of pinpricks of ice on my skin. Feeling your flesh flat against mine, it was as if the summer sun pounded against my body instead of the dark drops […]
My parents used to slow dance in the living room. I remember watching them and wishing for that kind of love because when they danced, the room filled with magic. It was like the roof opened up and light beamed down on them. He looked in her eyes and he kissed her and it was […]
It’s not about commitment or love or even attraction. It’s about simply feeling something. When he puts his hands on me, his mouth against my skin, he makes me feel because I don’t anymore. I feel anxious and sad and scared, but that’s it. I walk around in those three modes and exist. But when […]
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☕
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
No, this blog is not about love.
The Works of Lori Carlson
