Monthly Archives: December 2018

You knew it would go wrong. You said it would through so many different sentences and periods of incrimination over too many false starts and false promises under faux finishes in flashy forward thinking front rooms where optimism ought to … Continue reading →

It was a thin line you were walking and you were sure to trip. Isn’t it a relief, then, that it was sooner and not later? Are you not glad that the tension is off your shoulders, your calves? Balance … Continue reading →

It is safer to be silent to sit in the darkness and await results than to stride proudly the cock of the walk and leave yourself ready for all the attacks of all the men and women playing on the … Continue reading →

Nobody died. The house is in one piece. All the bones are in place and the soul is indescribable so who can say what shape it’s in, anyhow? Change is destined and expected and we all knew the good old … Continue reading →

It doesn’t have to be so hard. Your tension is of your own preparation. These problems creations built over years by concentrated design. You are so afraid of being known and recognized for what you truly are and being judged … Continue reading →

You think you’re looking fine that your moves are all right. You think you seem bright right in the middle of the night. Don’t matter. It don’t matter. Your weight don’t matter. Your wealth don’t matter. Your smile your strength … Continue reading →

I see ruins all around me. I am not ruined. Everything in decay; I’m still here. Whatever you got coming, Lord, I’m ready. Lemme say it clear: I’m putting this on blast: I’m gonna last. I’m gonna last. Whatever you’re … Continue reading →

I don’t get you sometimes. Isn’t this what you wanted? You asked, pleaded even and it was provided. We’re not talking Monkey’s Paw territory here: you wanted intimacy. You wanted us to be honest about the important things and here … Continue reading →

You may ask why your name doesn’t come up in my poetry and stories, songs and essays, and I’m sorry, my dear, if I begin to snicker in your face. Were I to start citing referenced inspiration, I’d be here … Continue reading →

I’m guessing, then, that this is the end of our correspondence. From the words I’ve failed to hear been unable to see have been completely without any sense of these past few evers I’m pretty sure that all the words … Continue reading →