Never

The phone rang at 4a.m. "She's gone." "Was it quick?" "It was… peaceful." “We could’ve done more.” “She was ready.” “How could you know that?” “She told me.” “I’m not ready.” “You have to let her go.” “Never.” Each submission to this weekend's Trifextra starts with the same five words: "The phone rang at 4a.m." … Continue reading Never

Bonfire

Stick by rigid stick A wall built around my heart Impenetrable True love's red, hot heat Passionate, tempestuous Ignited a blaze A bonfire lit Funeral pyre piled high With old hurts and pain Raising from the ash A new heart tempered by flame Indestructible