Out of Reach,

One beep

Two beep

Your still

Not on

The other end

Of the line

What have you been up to?

How have you been?

I’m dying to reach you

And your not, why ?

One beep

Two beep

Please don’t

Leave me

On voicemail

What’s the point of a phone

When it’s always off

All of you

Are always

Out of reach

But never

Out of

My mind...

A storm in a teacup that’s what this bubbling warm sensation was inside of me.

Out of all the things going on in my life it was the most ittiest and bittiest worry and yet to control my rage from this boy was insurmountable for me.

He was my desk mate and in a class like mine, in a school like mine; you could never just get up and move. Which is ironic, that here he sits next to me and does wha...

When a door closes, a window opens

A narrow escape or a different perspective?

A change of pace, a change of weather

I step out and the sun shines

A warmth spreading on my skin

Two blocks down on my walk and my energy rises

Now there’s a spring in my step

Suddenly a cold wind howls in my direction

I use my arms to sheild myself, hold myself against the bite

Striding, I stride faster to ...

My cousins and I get together every winter holiday at our Grandmother’s estate in Shire Hills. It’s cold and the world outside has turned white. The adults are out, on work-business matters. We don’t mind, we thrive alone in a big house left for us to muck about. Playing and having fun, kid or teenager, it doesn’t matter, all togther. It’s like we’re reclaiming a childhood, whenever we gather togt...

Overheard in the library

Two friends yapping with each other

Book open, pens down

If I saw them in the library any other day

I don’t think I would see them at all

For they did not seem

Inclined to bear their own silence

But for the days they came, they came together

Though they didn’t seem to get any work done

There was always excited chattering to be expected

Overheard in the library

A...