Chairs Sat in a Line

Does it happen to you? Lateral movements digging deeper, seizing, arresting, creating heart attacks.

Sunday morning. A vague sense of myself, And a clear vision of you. You in the kitchen, I on the speakerphone. One image. One view. Your face, your private smile. One feeling. One longing. For that you I first saw. And...

For tomorrow I must lose this weight off my heart Pry it out of your vise grip of silence Somebody holds the key to this living, and its not me When nanna died, I cried at the mere sight of the birds When amma died, I...

“So what made you approach me?” I gulped back my leaping heart at her question. In that microsecond All the reasons I was going to simplify Became complicated. Oh, I don’t know. The sharp look in her...

It is back. Longing for her. Thought I’d turned it inward, Poking to learn how it worked its way. Would’ve been easier if she didn’t say how she loved me. Would’ve sustained a few days more if...

So with lowered head,
I give to you,
My last missive:
The best that I wish for you and me,
Is to be a stranger to one another.