Your name never passed through my lips that way Only ever inquisitively, or to welcome

You swallowed the feelings bubbling up, Thoughts and troubles you cannot deal with

The memory played out in my head, my steps now matching exactly with my steps then. We walked down the same hallway, but now I was being led through a door I'd never noticed, it was off to the side an...

I'm sitting in the back of our four door sedan as we merge onto the interstate, my dad's in the driver's seat, the passenger seat empty. When we got in he asked me to sit in the back. I didn't protest...

For being such a dismal place on the inside, the outward appearance of Heathmoore was anything but. The roses varied in color. Some were the type my mother had in her garden back home. I walked a litt...

There is a way to This world

My evening pill comes only a few minutes later, they’ve upped the dose. “But only slightly,” Dr. Morris made sure to note, her voice sugary and still too happy. I take it anyways. Quickly my head begi...

You think I tell you everything And it pains me to say that just isn’t true

My dearest Lacey, How I do despise the color green. It is a ghastly intrusion to the senses. I’m sure by now you’ve noticed this too. I don’t care for the way it prods at you, constantly pricking and...

Do you ever look up to the sky and realize How small we are?

The sun warms my skin as dappled light filters through the leaves. My father hoists me high above his head, spinning me around until I’m dizzy with laughter. My mother, from across the lawn, beams at ...

My evening pill comes only a few minutes later, they’ve upped the dose. “But only slightly,” Dr. Morris made sure to note, her voice sugary and still too happy. I take it anyways. Quickly my head begi...

Helplessness

For Cindy and Jake

The voice in my head Often takes form as my closest companion

The oil lamp flickered as Isabella moved down the steps. Behind her Christopher followed closely, his small frame bouncing excitedly. “Where are we going?” He asks for the hundredth time.

There are no graves here, no bouquets of flowers to commemorate the fallen. This cemetery is astrew with ribbons and strings, overgrown brush and the foreboding feeling that you are not alone. The tr...

An elderly couple stood in front of the wall, their eyes frantically scanning up and down as they searched for a face they recognized. In my hands I held seven more dolls and I wondered if one of thes...

We sat together in the dirt. It had begun to rain a few minutes ago, the soft tapping dripping down to Earth and soaking the ground. He didn't seem to mind as his sweater dampened, so I didn't suggest...

A soft hum muffled by sheets Crisp sheet edges meet disarray