There are pleasantries and platitudes. A civil, "please pass the salt," and considerate "would you like some more tea?" Gone are Sunday morning crosswords in bed, and late nights with Bogart and Garbo. No hands are held, no tears shed. There are no voices raised, no sweet whispers in the dark. Conversations are over which … Continue reading Elephant in the room
Category: 100 Word Song
The siren’s call
A possession not wholly unwelcome. A fervent drive, wild and unrelenting. No priest called, no rosary prayed. Holy water won't cleanse my soul of this yearning. While in its grip, I can't deny its dominion over me. I can't simply walk way, ignoring its haunting siren's song. If I fight against its enthralling pull, my … Continue reading The siren’s call
We all want to change the world
Standing shoulder to shoulder, it was impossible to get an accurate body count. Colorful banners and hand-painted signs gave the spectacle an almost festive atmosphere, only the fierceness of the protesters belied that illusion. Angry voices drowned out the riot squad bullhorns telling them to disperse. Like a runaway steamroller, a wave of people surged … Continue reading We all want to change the world
Final flight
Climbing the rock face, shards of slate dislodging and tumbling to the earth, all I feel is numb. My fingertips search for crimps as I ascend. Their urns, wrapped inside my pack, thump against my back urging me upward. They say I'm brave for returning to the scene, wanting to scatter their ashes from the … Continue reading Final flight
Runaway
It's been a struggle. Somewhere amid the drama and tragedy, we lost each other. So focused on winning the battle, we began fighting our own little skirmishes apart. But I needed you, needed your strength, your calm and reason. In this lull, let's runaway together. Sneak off to a secret haven, just us two. No … Continue reading Runaway
Broken
I just needed some time to think. Time away from you, away from everything. You were my life and that life ended when you walked out. Will you miss me? Will you even notice I'm gone, or even care? I didn't let anyone know where I was going, so there's no telling how long it'll … Continue reading Broken
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