Category Archives: prose

The Burial

“Where have you been?” “Around.” “Tell me where you’ve been.” “Around.” Three long beats of silence. Count them out. A sigh. “You can’t disappear and not expect me to ask questions.” They stood in the kitchen, leaning against opposite granite … Continue reading

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Kissing Someone Else

I remember he kissed me. He was not you. He was someone else, with dark hair and soft lips (so much like yours). I remember he kissed me and it gave me that dirty shivery lush feeling and I remember … Continue reading

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In my dream you laughed at me

In my dream your hair was long again. I remember when we would swim in the ocean together and then let the sun kiss the water off of our skin with its growing, caressing heat. I would run my hand … Continue reading

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Night and Day of a Dreamer

Every now and then I dream about you. Tonight you play a central role. You tell me you like the way my hair smells as we walk together down the empty hall towards our designated offices at work. I clutch … Continue reading

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