[…] a loveless marriage may have been the catalyst for my entrance to this picture of familial unbliss as a shadow over your marital bed. That is, if there was such a thing. But you two do not share a bed, or even a postcode. The ties that bind you are two little men bearing your resemblance, … Continue reading close your eyes and scream
I know your signs. I know them by heart. They scream the words you would not say, even now, after all these years. I make believe that I know what is hiding between the lines, fooling myself that 7 years have made me an expert of your unspoken. Your capital sentences – you’re typing on … Continue reading I know your signs
“are you angry at me?” “no … just … feel numb” Happy 7th. We’ve made it.
I don’t for a minute believe that you don’t know what I’m wanting. It’s obvious. I’ve asked for it, in so many words, so many times, spelled it out loud. You know. You ignore it. Maybe, in your head, you justify it - “she’s better off without” “she’s just being cute” “she doesn’t really mean … Continue reading Resented request
I urge my cigarette come on, kick in, I want to float! the spider hides in his hole as I blow my smoke across his home. one more draw one more the LED indicator of my phone blinks and winks but it’s not you battery level at 15% one more draw I miss the makeshift … Continue reading Float
I have been learning your skin for over four years, without ever touching you, just observing from far away through the screen, the way your lips curl into an oh so rare smile and when you chuckle like a man turning into a boy for a moment, a boy long forgotten and perhaps lost in … Continue reading You
For a week, I didn't even want to say anything. Your last message was clear, your silence even clearer. And I had my resolve. If you can disappear without a word, then far be it from me to break the silence. I said my part, and anything more would be redundant and pathetic. But a … Continue reading Unsent Letter #4