I dreamt of her two nights in a row. The first night, I saw her leaving a train and our eyes met - I forgot to look away - and her smile melted all the tightness in my chest into warmth. She hugged me and sparkled so brightly that I thought I’d go blind - … Continue reading and I wanted to
It occurs to me that he must’ve treated you the same way he treated every other woman that unwittingly stumbled, mesmerized, and fell deep into those mischievous green eyes. The strong ones, since he loved to believe he could mold a strong woman into something of his own odd fantasy. And you were definitely strong. … Continue reading Letter to a Golden Woman
By Cat Coule “I don't want to talk about it,” I told Matthew. I turned away from him, towards the ocean. I was lying...and I wasn’t lying. My heart wanted. My throat did not. This was the one thing I had wanted us to talk about for so long. And, yet, if the words came … Continue reading You seem…sad.
Dreamt that I was having coffee with my old self - well, she was drinking coffee, I was having tea - and I decided to give her some advice. Hey, listen, you look gorgeous, you don't need makeup, do yourself and don't date him, or him, relax a little. Do some yoga. And, for god's … Continue reading Coffee with my old Self
I felt happy that day, and beautiful, truly beautiful. The right side of the bed followed me everywhere that morning; my teeth were extra sparkly and my eyes matched. I rejoiced in feeling not a single shred of anxiety, of guilt, of self-loathing. I was beautiful and intelligent and kind, the world smiled at me … Continue reading Life’s a Play
by Danny Trinidad Staring didn’t accomplish much You’re next to me, but too far to touch I know sometimes I talk too much There aren't enough words for you The things you laugh at, make me laugh too And I love, the things you do. The songs you like, the shows you view In The … Continue reading You’re the Lime
she wonders how it's possible to love more than one person at a time and how she can possibly miss him when she's been afraid of him. those hazel eyes, gentle one minute as he looked at her and asked if she ever loved him. angry when she hesitates. frantic when he realizes she sees … Continue reading Drinks to Quiet His Demons