Prose & Cons

A sliver above and interlude of Heaven— A sound from beyond memory mourns out loud in the dark and silver-storming night.  

Driving down a residential road at exactly 25 mph, on the way to get coffee creamer and wheat bread, a mother told her daughter, “I…

“I just want to know you.” The statement stuck with me like a sticky sap poured over every thought. I just want to know you,…

For Analog—   I wrote for miles until there were no voices.  The silence was broken by echoes from above,  Spilling through stained glass clouds.  

Grief is a beast. Sharp claws that scratch at your heart and sink into your soul.  Shredding your stomach lining and knotting up your intestines. …

I consider whether or not it’s foolish to try haunting old places. It’s not my school anymore after all.  It belongs to other children now.…

i. spring  the leaves tremble, wind whispering through  a soft blend of emerald rustling a gentle hello  sunlight presses a gentle kiss warm, shifting  shadows…

Riddled in between the shelves of my mind, I keep a piece of you. It’s stored beside the memory of strumming a simple guitar chord…

 “More coffee?” I ask loudly to the man on the other side of the counter. Still no response.             I see a couple of my regulars…

I thrive on positivity.  However, the connotation of ‘positive’ has been tainted.   And I hope for a negative.    My family and I have been…