Conversations

“Your hair is a bit shorter now.” You tell me this while your hand begins to reach towards the ends which fall somewhere between my shoulders and chin.  I think I can almost hear a tinge of sadness in your voice, but it’s hard to say; you always were rather brilliant at masking your thoughts…

Sunrise {Chapter Two}

TOBY She is so, so, so, so, so, so, so, just… damn. There’s not a word for her. She’s just her. She’s just Eleanor Alexis Paylor. She doesn’t need to be any more than that. She tells me she lives with “liberosis”, the desire to care less about things. I respect that she feels that way, but…

Sunrise {Chapter One}

ELEANOR   Every sunrise in Riverton, Wyoming is nothing short of average, but each morning Toby is determined to make me see it the way he does. He calls me at ungodly hours of the morning telling me how “the stars are descending at such a pace that signifies a change in my morning attitude” and “the altocumulus…

Deconstructed

You took me apart piece by piece. Separated each fragment of my body and my soul and laid me along the earth. I thought you looked at me like I was one of Neptune’s moons but I didn’t realize you were analyzing me the way a predator does prey.   You pushed aside my  poetry…

The Dark Hour

Every night, the clock stops. Time freezes right between 2 and 3 A.M. Everything, everyone is still. I wait for this hour, this one hour where the entire world is mine. I wait each night to go and breath the crisp air and soak in the cobalt sky. Everything is so peaceful. So serene. All…

Fireworks

“Josie…Joooosie…” I feel myself slowly floating back into wake as my little brother tugs on my satin pajama sleeve. “Hmmm?” I manage to grumble out, my voice still asleep, desperate for the rest I have needed for about 28 hours. “The fireworks. You said they were doing fireworks again tonight but I don’t see ’em. I…

Chemicals

C8H11NO2+C10H12N20+C43H66N12O12S2 The chemical formula for love. A substance that could produce the same feeling as love within an individual. A “love potion” brought into reality. I can’t believe I have it, finally. “Be careful, M. Overdosing on any of the substances can easily cause schizophrenia, extreme paranoia, and insanity. I trust you to use this…

Voice

I met his voice before I met his eyes. I heard him rambling on endlessly about the vast, empty but simultaneously overflowing universe. He would say the meaning of life could be found somewhere between the smell of fresh cinnamon rolls in the morning and forgiveness. To him,everything was a thought just waiting to be…

Diners

The first time I saw him, he was digging ketchup out of a bottle with a knife. He was in his worn Rolling Stones tee and his crimson bandana held back his mop of crimson curls. He had his sleeves rolled up so I was able to see his intricate tattoos, trailing along is forearm….

On A Bench

We had spent the afternoon in a cafe on the Rue Saint-Jacques, a spring afternoon just like any other. The monarchs were dancing delicately around us to the beat of the wind’s song. This was always our favorite place to go whenever we could. He loved seeing the sweet, elderly couples walk by, joking how…

Missing Me And Parts Of You: An Epistolary Short Story

“Carter. It’s Tuesday. Three days since you left. It’s been 72 hours of anguish. I’m laying awake at approximately 3:15 A.M., the same time you first told me you loved me. We were sitting on my roof, the part that extends from my bedroom window, the oak tree’s canopy draped over us, creating our own…

Rust: Chapter 2

“Recruits, gather up!” In that moment, I had no idea what I was going into but I felt…something. I was a part of something big, something larger than myself, larger than life. I felt whole and needed, as if I was a part of a family, of sorts. At that time, that’s all I could…