Tag: longing
Her first “I love you”
tops of ancient trees gather timeless within the weighted breeze, they sing within a huddle hovering like flour in crispy air when buttermilk biscuit flour tosses with her love and song dancing like a last love affair you do not know her bare bones nipples sticking through thin threads no money for a bra, boys…
“Unloved” Now Live at SpillWords Press NYC
born underneath the protective eye of the goatI am a stained and blood-red topographical map,a blindfolded gnat adrift trying to find an empathetic eartime, tick-tock, is a heavy lump of coal, acrid, black, yet a gift watching red embers float like seared feathersremembering painful words, like silkworms burrowingbring flashes of time embroidering freedom into endless…
My new Ameri-ku on masticadoresusa
Child’s Play – An Ameri-Ku Children, grown, how we drift in thought, grieving, and yearningenergetic, youthful years listening to our children, playing while learning watching tiny hearts laugh, making new friends with all who passwe grow old; our little ones leave, we watch their play enshrined in brass To finish reading this Ameri-Ku, please…
my new story “The Blue Pill” live on masticadoresindia
Having had migraines for years, I knew I would need that third pill. No more than 300 milligrams of Imitrex, and I would take that enormous, new, blue blood pressure pill my family doctor just prescribed. I was way too young to be having blood pressure issues. But the unexpected has a way of meandering…
The Waltz
wonder shiftslike sand inageless hourglassevening poursitself into theempty glass youleft upon teakfireplace, flameless single heart waltzes faintlyunder God’s tearsasiatic lilies bloomskies open, I kiss starspetrichor whispers To read the rest of this piece, please visit MasticadoresUSA. While there, please don’t forget to like, share and follow. Thank you, and I pray you all have a blessed…
My new Piece “Fairy Feast” live on Masticadoresindia
vanish intosultry eyelessair, baffling fogsenses dimlypale as lovesealing heartsalike elegantevening primrosemy dainty fingerselongate, growsensors fondlingtree swingholding yourlast laughstars cry gildedtears leavingtrails of wispylight floating I hope you will read the rest of this piece on MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ), and please, if you like it, consider following and subscribing to this magazine full…
My New Piece “Cusp of Spring” Now on Masticadoresindia
youthful buds whisper tiny voices animate stolen secrets weave does, calves leaping jesting with siblings grassland tickles bare shoulder, he is smitten giggles come softly fledgling’s plump lips quiver as butterfly kisses on soft velvety cheeks elicit joyous moans amidst tears, she utters love you, my cherished red-headed woodpecker plays a jazzy drum beat To…
My New Short Story “Last of Her Kind” now live on MasticadoresIndia
My leather dress clung tight to tired, wet skin. At almost seven-foot-tall, I was a woman that obtained attention around humans far too quickly. Thin, my shoulder blades stuck through just below my long, cylindrical neck. It will be my last visit to say goodbye to a family of humans called the Simons. Every year…
The Wanderer Live On MasticadoresIndia
deadly this scriptintuit of rapturecaresses sensesmy lover, budssprout from poresyou touch me likestrings on a violinardent hunger throbsclimbing the peakwe meet yet againlike feeding pigeonsmy spirit, my heartonce again torn apart To continue reading, please visit MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ), and don’t forget to subscribe, like, and follow. Happy Saturday, my fellow…