I came across Lee’s work while reading this poem. Now, I am a HUGE fan of realistic paintings. And when I first saw the first image below I thought it was a photograph. When I found out it wasn’t, I … Continue reading
It’s my favorite day of the week. Friday Fictioneers has become my hump day remedy. In case you’re new to the game. Every Wednesday our illustrious host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a photo prompt. Our challenge is to write a 100 … Continue reading
Tax Day “I don’t want any kids” My Beloved Husband said Leaving seed planted in my womb. Or so it seemed this marriage either. “I want a new life” he declared. The choice you left mine. But there was no … Continue reading
I Really Needed A Poem Oh, Give me a poem where the beat doesn’t roam Where the lines and the stanzas do play Where sonnet’s sublime and the antonyms rhyme and pentameters more than okay A Poem! A Poem! Where the lines … Continue reading
I know you’re probably expecting the obvious. Like texting and driving, or sending sweet nothings to your lover, but accidentally sending it to your mom. There are the random misspellings, the missed nuances and lost inflections but yesterday I fell victim to the swap. When you and you’re friend type and respond to one another at different speeds. The entire meaning of a conversation can suddenly change from what was intended.
Here is the conversation we meant to have:
And here is what was actually delivered:
Full Circle Where do I end and you begin? Certain of nothing but regret Goodbyes sealed behind closed lips