I’ve known mothers. I had one, once. And now she’s in my heart. I’ve seen old mothers, young mothers; Mothers who always do right, or always do wrongs –all struggling to pave a road for their children. All struggling to lead the way. But I’m afraid, because I don’t want my struggle to erase my […]
With the Ouija board discarded, how can you not notice the chill that dangles threads of your hair and coils them ’round your ear? copyright Marie Meyers, 2013
Rainbows Do Come.
I didn’t really know you. You were just another friend. But when I got to know you… I let my heart undend. I can’t bare to think of my last memeories It would only make me sad So I had to forget my first love. And give another try. And now I love you. And […]
As I lie in my bed, Your name always in my head All I can think of is you baby, And everything that you do. Like the way you look Makes me feel like I’m dreaming, You always brighten my day Especially when I make you smile. No longer are my days a trial Your […]
I lean back slowly, anticipating the solid door. Fingers numbing, I bring the cigarette closer to my lips. I cough once; twice. Then pull the scarf tighter against my throat, my eyes searching the sky. The sun’s barely risen, the winter night’s frost still lingering against the grass; but on the topside of the […]
Lipgloss plastered, that way the smile stays stiff and the frown can’t transfer. Because really –can a person truly kiss cracked lips or love a breaking heart? Make-up caked faces hide the body’s imperfections, in a world where everyone still searches for “love everlasting”; You once told me, that before the altar is forever, then […]
April closed her eyes and waited. Count to ten, she thought. She could hear the man coming closer to her, and willed herself to relax. “Steady, April,” Derek said to her from the earpiece. “Steady.” April nodded, though she knew he couldn’t see, thought about opening her eyes, then let the thought fall away when […]
At the start of January 2012, I was still dating Micheal Hamburger. Which, at the time, I thought was incredible as he was my first long term relationship. And my first. New Year’s Eve I was to baby sit at his house because his mom wanted to go to a party with her husband. The […]
Mistah Kurtz-he dead A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats’ feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without […]
