The Horizon
Standing at the edge of the surf- Breeze blowing in light gusts- My dress whipping back and forth against my legs- The waves break softly across my ankles as…
It's not the memory itself
The moment that ineffable smell will reach his nose, in that distant town, many years from now, on that strange balcony, after having searched for his lost…
F.F.E. / Paper Hearts
Weed and Air Wick (Erica)-- We’d land feet first, She’d plan out our strategy, Seed to plant From Free Earth FFE naturally, but catastrophe struck when…
Let's Rewind (Ramblings, Part 5)
I constantly find myself wanting to go back. I want to change the past upon the basis of current knowledge, to live in a nostalgic utopia where happiness is…
Thoughts On The Summer Prior
My stomach twists into knots Boy Scouts would walk away from whenever I catch a glimpse of his face in a crowd. I become bipolar at the mere mention of his…
A Piaf Morning
He woke up to Edith Piaf softly singing about regret, one of the many nods to early twenty-first century pop culture he scattered throughout his day. The music…
Girl Scouts
Seeing those little girls behind the counter, so unsure and so shy when dealing with strangers, whisked me back to my days wearing that vest. How eager I was…
Sentimentalism
The present’s simply A haunted grave of worship To the living past.
Nostalgia
I got off the bus and saw my school of past The street was still as a badly-taken photograph Steeped in deserted dark I wish it were lit by flash The school…
Sunlight
I want to fall asleep In a bathtub full of hot water that never gets cold. I want to fall asleep and dream Dreams of sugar and light I want to wake up and…
Memories of a Chat Log
A chat room. Masakishrine. mIRC. Things and memories of the past, long forgotten, long unthought of, suddenly back in my life. People whose names I never knew…
I Remember
I remember A Dirt Road, hard on bare feet The Rocks Digging in. Don’t lose, it doesn’t hurt. No need to be better, only just as good. I grin and run and laugh…
Are You A Ghost?
It’s there for what seems like an infinite series of motions and movements and lifetimes and then you blink and the moment is lost. Gone for all eternity. A…
Ulysses & The Prophet
I miss the euphoric moments we shared in those brief moments of infinity. The endless cornfields and the babbling brooks and the worn down paths and the…
Nothing Is Sacred When Your Great Aunt Dies
“Ow!” The sudden sharp pain in my liver was not what I was expecting at Aunt Lena’s Funerary Yard Sale - especially not the kind of pain inflicted by a family…
In Dreams, You Can Visit
The school hall is empty. It looks the same though. There is something wrong with it looking the same but I can’t recall what it means and I move on. The…
Driving, Then And Now
“Driving was my life,” the old man said. His young grandson moved a polishing cloth in circles over the hood of his car and did not reply. He knew better. When…
Catching
Some people will say that 75 and sunny is the perfect weather. I prefer things warmer. 83 and a little breezy is what I like. I remember summer afternoons at…
They Can't Tear Down Our Love
Laughter bubbled out from her lips. She skipped excitedly down the road. Her hand pulled me along. My feet clumsily trod along as I ran to keep up. I glanced…
Tangerine Butterfly
Feeling a bit lonesome she leafed through her envelope of origami paper. She hadn’t talked with her one friend in weeks, & it had taken a slight toll on her…