A Rose in the Garden of My Life
I chased success, popularity and money when I was young. Then, she stepped into my life like a red rose and those dreams faded like clouds on a sunny day.
Where Water Meets Sky
Feet eased into the slippery crevices of a reef at noon low tide, saltwater at the waist and a vision cast toward the endless plain where water and sky meet.
Fluorescent in a Fabricated World
Men strut like roosters; women reconstructed to a shifting standard of beauty and I sit among them, a fluorescent bulb in a dense, fabricated room, waiting.
In Self-Doubt’s Coliseum
In self-doubt’s coliseum, the battle is never with the world. It’s with the voice inside that says you aren’t ready.
The Doors of Forever
The wedding aisle stretches before you. Family and friends stare at you as a hush hangs in the air. Answer truthfully. Don’t let euphoria blind you in this decision.
Moonlight’s Silver Hush
By moonlight’s silver hush, your words glow across the glass, and my thoughts drift toward you like tides pulled by a familiar star.
At Last, Becoming
I felt it the moment I walked in: the distortion in the air, a heaviness thick with unhappiness, leaking from the people. Whatever light I carried began to drain.
Ten Sacred Minutes
Bones creak like century-old floorboards and in that hush between alarms, the room holds its breath.
When Rain Keeps Time
Golden bulbs sway softly over white-linen tables, casting halos on steam, while outside, the rain keeps time.