Love: The Black and White Way

A lot seeps from the cracks,
but this is pure atrophy

the words form into strings,
shapes to memories and agony.

A lot that was left unsaid,
when the winds blew that day

will be written down in history
the black and white way.

This post appeared on the blog for the first time in November 2015. So through Flashback Fridays, I repost some of my most favorite pieces for more people to see.  

Gone

Discovering your brown boots
And one by one
All the things you left behind
Books and keys
Clothes and receipts
Crumbs of us.
Some of you and some of me.


This was a surprise sort of short poem that just came to me because I was thinking about how it is the little things that remind us of the people we no longer have in our lives. It doesn’t always have to be a better half, these verses work for every relationship we’ve ever had that was so close to us. That we see the crumbs of a past frequently every day and we miss that person every single time that happens.

When God Created Mothers

When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of “overtime” when the angel appeared and said. “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.”

And God said, “Have you read the specs on this order?” She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 moveable parts…all replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. And six pairs of hands.” Continue reading “When God Created Mothers”

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