Muscle Memory

There is a tree still standing in the Redwoods that remembers There’s a ring sitting in a trunk under old love letters, and a woolen sweater, it remembers There’s a photograph of your smile shadows cast by the setting sun in an album now covered in paper, it remembers And it’s been a while, butContinue reading “Muscle Memory”

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Great Experimentations

Time stalls in our presence… it stops to watch what we’ll do next. When we were children we ran naked through a backyard sprinkler and the old lady who lived there yelled at us and threatened to call the police. We ran like little snipes from her yard and the delicious stolen droplets of waterContinue reading “Great Experimentations”

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High Stakes Claims

I watched the snow fall, I watched his tears fall. We didn’t speak, but the cold and crisp cold mourning said it all. Love doesn’t live here. He could not watch her go. I heard the crunch of cold under his boot,  I held my breath my heart calling .. “o please, turn one lastContinue reading “High Stakes Claims”

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More than just a comfort

It’s saturday morning… the sun is warming the window panes, and we are in a place so near to heaven… a place of perfect peace, and happiness. Your feet find mine, and in comes a small boy with sleep still across his face… trailing behind him is a blanket made before he was born- inContinue reading “More than just a comfort”

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The Essential… (provincial) and somewhat pycho babble of Anne

I would catch a plane and fly to wherever the sun is setting right now… somewhere warm, where the earth is alive with color and the scent of promise can fill my lungs. And the spray of a new perfume can cover my cold, white skin. Because anything has to be better than the placesContinue reading “The Essential… (provincial) and somewhat pycho babble of Anne”

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Wayward Traveller

We used to do this thing with our hands… a sorta kinda dance in darkness… where our fingers would trace, interlope and lace…. We used to kind of laugh even at the sound of our own silly voices… we challenged each other, and inspired better choices… Your hands reach for things unseen in a placeContinue reading “Wayward Traveller”

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Midnight In The Garden Of…

Before the dawn breaks the sky and interrupts this perfect night… know this, I had fun. I laughed at you, and with you, and a lot at myself because I am so ridiculous. When daylight comes, I will move from this spot, and find another… and I will remember how I felt last night, andContinue reading “Midnight In The Garden Of…”

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