poetry
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Are both lives possible? The ocean tides pulled me to her smile; suddenly, I remembered it was always my laughter. My phone’s automatic memories bring me to our pictures; quickly, I recall how easy it was to let me leave. I’ve been gone for so long, but life finally feels better for me. It would
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The moment to forget, we don’t see it happening. We’re too busy laughing so hard our heads roll back. Our cups clink as they lift and then return to the table; our voices are loud and proud, as if we’ve never spoken freely. We can breathe without a second thought, and when we walk home,
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I remember the weight of it all. How frozen I felt, how difficult it was to breathe in as if I- It happened in the fall; the leaves were changing colors. People yearn for companionship in their cozy spaces. They long to be wrapped in the arms of even past lovers as the winter blues
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Autumn stood outside Erin’s apartment, her heart racing with anticipation. They were ready this time, determined to embrace whatever might come about from the last encounter. But as they reached for the doorbell, they heard footsteps behind it. The door swung open, and there was Erin, but she wasn’t alone. A tall figure with frizzy
Written Through These Amber Eyes 