Peel away my brittle crust, shards cracking along fault lines, exposing a vulnerable underbelly, sore and raw. Delve too deep and my molten core erupts, scorching all in its path, an unquenchable force.
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Breaking the rules
“So which one did you decide on?” “The redhead.” “Why that one? It’s hideous.” “I liked it, I think it made the boldest statement.” “I still don’t understand why someone your age needs a skateboard.” “It’s not merely a skateboard, it’s part of my New Year’s resolution.” “What’s that? To break every bone in your … Continue reading Breaking the rules
Screwed
Contemptuous sighs and lethal stink-eyes Silent treatments that last for days Their digits double, omnipotent Our IQs fail by half, dotage Teen years, an exhausting level Of parenting purgatory Still, I survive
Freelancing
Once again, he had been let down. This year, he decided, things would be different. “It’s just not fair,” he sounded like a petulant child. “That should be me.” “What are you on about now?” Gabe tuned the strings on his lyre, trying to ignore Michael’s incessant complaining about the newest messengers. They both watched … Continue reading Freelancing
Quicksand
Digging my way out of the quicksand that is my mind, I lie vulnerable, spent and exhausted. Taking deep gulps of acrid air, I realize I’m now in a fire pit of regret.
Have camel, will travel
Tomorrow morning, hours before the sun comes up, my husband is taking our daughter to the airport. She’ll make two connections, and take train ride, before boarding another plane to carry her across the ocean to Northern Africa. For the next three weeks she’ll be living and studying in a foreign country… in the grand … Continue reading Have camel, will travel
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