Mel

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The Door

The two held hands: Jack with the vast majority of his body in the frigid waters, while Rose’s body lay mostly on a floating door. Both were shivering, however Jack’s shaking was a death rattle; and while the two had just promised to ‘never let go’, it was obvious this promise was one that wasn’t meant literally. They would part; one would ‘let go’ but would it be in life or death?


And that wou...

The Stranger

Looking in the mirror

Don’t like what I see

A person I used to know

Is staring back at me


I recognize her smile

And also that nose

But what is really missing

Does she even know?


When did things go wrong

Or were they ever right?

Time has passed so quickly

In this game of life.


It’s not just me, now

I have a daughter, too

I’m to be her role model

Teach her the good to do.


It’s not just for my...

Tap Tap Tap

Parenting was never hard for me. I was told ‘babies don’t come with a manual.’ No, they don’t, but mine mysteriously came with a remote.


I was knocked out; drugged as the pain was just too much to handle; I’d been naive to think I could handle childbirth because ‘women were the stronger sex’. We might be stronger but pushing a fireball out your lady parts certainly broke me.


I awoke to a fuss...

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