If We’re Lucky

As a writer, I know the significance of words and just how meaningless they are. “I would never hurt you, you mean so much to me, you're my everything." I know the pain of having another steal your painstakingly crafted work. Planting ideas, cultivating, allowing access to sunlight - “I love that joke! Our joke!” …

Chasing Ivory

My blonde phoebe at the time, she fell in love with you openly looking off into the rays coming through the multicolored curtains, imagining deep romances as your fingers flowed across the cracked ivory looking straight at me with emerald eyes, light dancing through your long eyelashes making me blush and glance away. She asked …