Do you know how I ache, with you lying beside me? Do you know how I ache, without you here beside me? Your breath Last breath Slowing Exhaled Sinking into the warmth of the night To rise into the sterile morning Flesh against flesh Flesh now cooling Your feet Weeping As you run into your …
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Fool’s Gold
I never felt comfortable within my own skin until thirty, maybe not even then. My childhood dream was simple: survive high school as a closeted gay nerd living in the country, move to Toronto, and cut all ties to my life prior. Having absorbed all the Disney fairy-tales, the basis of my plan was that …
Dede
My lady, my ephemeral voice from the phone, first heard over wires not connected to walls or was that the acid you suggested had probably been a bad idea? “Drugs are bad, sweetie, unless you got the good shit.” My princess, my voice of reason through drunken haze, the payphone on a Friday night; the …
The River Country
I had a dream last night that I recognized at once as something different. It came in a few parts, but was a continuation of itself, though I woke twice with a snoozed alarm, and slid back down to where I had been. Normally, if I wake, even if I can fall back asleep and …
FIBROMYALGIA or My Guide to the Big F: A beginner’s guide
So you’ve just been diagnosed with the fibro, and you aren’t sure exactly what to make of this. Congrats! It’s designer – very bougie – no two cases exactly alike. That makes you completely unique. You are about to become an expert in, well, you. Let’s get the tough question out of the road to begin with. Yes, …
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SEAN
Oh, here where cold meets hot, wet meets dry, stillness of the sand by the drumming of the surf To throw yourself into the wave and unknown and return again and again to the ever-shiftingsame secure shore. Color still vivid as Eden’s first hues riot against white sand blue sky and reddened skin. Helios’ last true …
In the Cathedral: Images & Confessions
Prelude I recently found back something I thought lost for ten years – a collection of poems from my youth, paper copies of my earliest work, when ideas and imagination went merrily unchecked, until at some point they were fewer and fewer between. My brother had scrapped my ancient computer for me, and drilled holes …
Shopping: A rant.
I work with people living with addictions and mental health issues. Sometimes they cannot manage their behaviours because of this, and I do my best to diffuse the situation to work with them to find solutions. It’s tough, especially right now. I’m on planned ‘staycation’ this week (I was supposed to be visiting Korea) and …
Letter To Tera
(Tera was a friend from university, who I finally got upset with in person and cut contact with. She reached out to a mutual friend to establish contact. First two paragraphs are what she sent.) Sigh. I don’t want him to get mad at you for asking. And i don’t want to put you in …
Snooze
I hit snooze And move close This here this now Perfection Warm in your arms Safe in your heart Doggies sigh with puppy dreams drowning All of us knowing that this day will start Not knowing what strife may strike Uncertainty, upset, unrest The news will bring over coffee Business over breakfast Rushing out Hair …
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