I thought of what we used to do

When I told my husband lies

I couldn’t get enough of you

And your warm inviting thighs

You would meet me at the corner store

As the sun was sinking down

Then you’d drive a little more

Until we drove into town

I couldn’t wait that long

To reach up that little skirt

You wore your lacy thong

Does it match what’s under your shirt?

I start my fingers at your knee

...

The teacher asks me to write down what I love most about my mom. She says we are making cards for Mother’s Day. Other kids are already writing their favorite things about their moms, but there’s so much i love about my mom, I don’t know where to start. After all, she’s all I have.

I write down that I love that my mom is brave. It’s true, she is the most brave person in the world. She wasn’t...

As I sit here Alone

My friends around me

Are all gathered together

Blending into the surroundings

As I sit here Alone

Their words get louder

But I don’t recognize the language

Seconds passing like hours

As I sit here Alone

They seem to not notice

I blankly force a smile

When they ask for group photos

As I sit here Alone

In the pictures they post

Im stuck in the middle

Yet I feel like a gho...

The bell on the door chirped as I carefully swung the door open, not wanting to bump the window display next to it. “Hi welcome!” A small voice squeaks from behind the vintage recliner. I glance towards the chair and notice a small boy, maybe 5 or 6, practicing writing the alphabet on a legal pad in the chair.

The smell of decades of shedded skin cells living on forgotten furniture invaded my a...

I was looking for my baby picture when I found it. I had just gotten back from the baby’s photo shoot for her 6 month milestone session. I remembered I had a photo of myself in a similar pose that she had put my daughter in.

As soon as I opened the box, I saw it. Not the photo, but the phone. I forgot it was even in there, honestly. I tried turning it on, just out of curiosity. Of course, i...

It’s better to have loved and lost,

than to never have loved at all

I keep telling myself those words

But I feel I’m beginning to fall

Everything happens for a reason

they say it’s all in gods timing

I think it’s supposed to be comforting

But do they understand what that’s implying

God wanted her to die?

God meant for her family to suffer?

God gave her cancer?

God never intended for her to r...