She couldn’t move. For the first time in 17 years Karen Walters was a free women yet she couldn’t move. The settlement papers had been signed and the divorce was now finally complete. Despite the cold December weather, she lay motionless outside; reclined in an aqua colored beach chair overlooking the foggy city skyline. Chicago, … More Over Her Shoulder (Intro excerpt)
Looking out it’s glass calm, waning moon, no waves. 4 am at the moment and we’re talking about how we’re all stuck in our old ways. But we keep laughing, like everything’s great. He said he keeps on laughing to stay focused on the next day. I completely understand, wish I had the same strength. … More 4 a.m.
She’s a scared soul but she’s trying to look optimistic her eyes batted and she told me what she thought of livin’ I sat in awe she told her story but a lot was missing a scared soul and it’s hard to stay optimistic. a few years since I saw her last ,since we were … More Optimistic
Cruise Control 11:36 a.m. Steven’s glossy eyes were noticeable as he walked into the bright and vacant 7/11. The cashier who greeted him couldn’t tell if he had been smoking or crying. He hadn’t been smoking. “Just the charger? These cost an arm and a leg nowadays.” the cashier said. “Mhmm” Steven replied dryly. … More Cruise Control
The all black SUV pulled up just before midnight. A well dressed and shivering line of club goers had already formed around the block.Tempo was a 3 story local hot-spot for movers and shakers in the area. Hopping out onto the thin layer of snow the girls made their way directly to the roped off … More Over Her Shoulder (Scene @ TEMPO)
I wish I could talk with my Grandfather again Somewhere on a baseball field in Natick, hoping my glove would once be as worn as his. He told me to take life slow. Somewhere on the coast of Maine, skipping flattened stones at dawn- He told me to listen to my father’s words. Somewhere on … More I Wish I Could Talk With My Grandfather Again
I’ve been afraid, hiding myself away for a while lately- But long dreams and brisk nights enhanced my style greatly- Realizing what it is that I admire, Minor chords, deep love, and conversations by the fire. I’ve got thanks to give, Thanks to everyone I’ve ever known. Everybody I neglected here’s the love I … More Minor chords, deep love, and conversations by the fire