I share much chagrin in these words. I feel defeated, and even foolish, writing them. So, here it is: I am not over my marriage. It has been exactly one year since I took an 11.5 hour bus ride to him in that hotel room. Sometimes it feels like yesterday, and sometimes it feels like a… Continue reading Once Around the Sun
I knew this day was coming long before it’s inevitable arrival. I didn’t want to acknowledge it in words, but that is how I’ve always gotten through the hard times. There is something healing in writing, in knowing that someone out in the world surely knows how you are feeling. Today would have been our… Continue reading Just Another Day
6 of 6: The Classic Crowded Room I’ll never forget the night I saw you With music all around I felt like I was drowning In a sea of boisterous faces passing through I was holding a glass of wine in my hand Staring at the floor Twisting and torn Between getting drunk or… Continue reading The Classic Crowded Room
5 of 6: Love Letters Oh, what a book of our time With x’s and o’s from my gregarious beau A show of true love’s paradigm Love, B. R. Wren
4 of 6: Last Kiss When you find the right one after kissing all the wrong You revel in knowing this is your final destination Your last kiss A taste you’ll master Curves, tenderness, taste buds, electricity All of it, concrete in your mind But then You have another kind of last kiss A kind… Continue reading Last Kiss
3 of 6: Salt My feet are bare, touching the waves My hands, gently pressed into the sand Searching into the distance for land far beyond my reach As if to hear you calling, I stand Like a ghost taunted by rumbling graves The sea almost crushing, pushing my frame Then sweeping me towards your… Continue reading Salt
2 of 6: Luggage Mine is pastel with a hint of maroon Yours, a deep blue with a patch of a moon Most are quite used for a fabulous trip But mine, like a child, is joined to my hip It will never get easy to leave you behind “This isn’t forever” I must bear… Continue reading Luggage
