My old friend, Aquarius and I, Pisces had coffee with whipped creamand maple syrup every morning every seasonour toddlersscreaming, playing in the living room we watched and made small talk out loudsaved piercing gazes for each other when the conversation went south they’re listening, tooacross the kitchen table you ash exhale deeply out the window…

You’re a part of me.I squint my eye and close one,cover half the picture of your face,look in one eye,then the other, to see the emotion,it’s a little scared. Every time I look in the mirror-I see you,but that’s nothing new.I took some shroomswhen I was eighteen and already saw it,I just never realized I’d…

Today my Tupperware pie server broke into more pieces than one It was my mom’s, and it was hot pink. I made a pumpkin pie last nightbut I’m taking slices out with a butter knife. Todaythere was an old woman trying to chase after a gold foiled plant cover in the parking lot of the…

It’s almost as familiar as the light in my kitchen going out every October, don’t ask me why.It comes back on in July. The men at the counters of the convenience stores hand me my cigarettes without question,Light Green American Spirits.The woman at the Thai restaurant knows my voice and my order, without question-Singapore rice…

The love in effort, in trying to be who my mom always knew The day after she woke from intubation she said to me“we have a strenuous relationshipbut we sure do love each other” She opened her eyes with the tube down her throat and said to me, the first time I can recall-“my pretty…

After it all was said and done  I’m glad it was with him. I chuckled to myself when I realized  I was no better. We were guilty of the same old thing- Keeping secrets.  Except Jamie said to me  pick a room, take this phone, here’s some money,  are you hungry, baby?  That beautiful man…

I can still remember clutching onto my mother’s pair of shoes and her clothes, a shade between eggplant and fuscia, with sequins, or adornments of the sort. I can’t recall. Kathy, the funeral directors assistant was telling me “she looks good” while leading me to their embalming room. (My mother wasn’t embalmed, that’s just where…

I had friends that would keep track of my dreams They made lists out of them, like they had a spiral notebook in their pocket just for me.  I had a lover that knew my darkest secrets, and he said he would never tell.  A bear with butterfly wings. A purple dragonfly. A wolf with…