Cinematic light illuminates her face, revealing the onset of tears slowly sliding down the puffy skin of her cheeks like silver raindrops gliding down a passenger window on a dreary inclement day She used to savor those bleak days— and wrap herself up in a blanket of melancholy, enveloped by the Earth’s dismal mood Back […]
“So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the fruit, she plucked, she ate: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.” (Paradise Lost, Book IX, Lines 780-785) I’m blamed for the demise of my sex: the sex […]
After lavender and magenta dissolve into twilight, twilight melts into darkness and my ghost comes to visit me fleeing her dwelling place she drips out of the glass picture frame, with pale skin and shaky hands she seeps underneath my chilled skin curling her toes into the muscle and tissue: a silent plea— please […]
Every few months she finds herself by the hearth, feeding the last of their shared memories to the dwindling embers. In exchange for the pages in her leather-bound journal, the red bricks give her bare knees a fresh coat of ashen soot. Her trembling fingers graze over the russet-colored leather and break open the spine. […]
It is December 28, 2001. For the past month, Grandpa’s record player has been dedicated Almost exclusively to Nat King Cole’s Christmas album. It has been 28 days of “The Christmas Song,” “Joy to the World,” and “O Holy Night” But today your home rests in an unusual state of quiet. Scraps of wrapping paper […]
The Goddess of Love donned a velvet crimson dress softer than rose petals. She strolled along the city’s cobblestone walkway as the water sent an autumn chill to brush against her skin. Lifting her gaze to the sky, the moon looked back at her, revealing only a sliver of its full, plump figure. She rolled […]
Through a curtainless bay window, the moonlight cascaded into our flat and illuminated your face with an ethereal shimmer. You asked me to paint you a picture of my future. So, with a grin teasing my lips, I told you to pose for a portrait. Rolling your eyes in feigned exasperation, you sat back on […]
