You smooth criminal Taunting me, daring me Stealing my thoughts Exposing my innocent mess Words who have done their time Fall through the cracks of my imprisoned heart Escaping the pen – A most perfect accomplice Leaving an inked trail for all to see So I can be caught again and again.
Prom: 1997 I remember having THEE biggest crush on Lee Vanhauldron in highschool, and not just for a couple weeks – omg he’s so cute – like, I love him so much crush. It was full on – butterflies everytime I see him, blushing, embarrassing, awkward moments, all through high school kind of crush. […]
They met in the deepest darkest abyss that is subconscious. She wanders over hazy-eyed, déjà vu becomes her only nature. She wants to speak – there are no words. Only a knowing smile that says: thank you for being awake. (Eyes open) Hypnotized Mesmerized Green dreams Paper schemes Opaque souls Contempt and woe Sad smiles […]
They hadn’t walked the earth together in 6000 years. They hadn’t spoken to one another for longer… Lingering absence. Drawn out silence. Endless devotion. Where their loyalty was reserved no words were needed. Silence was the warmth of Summer Solstice radiating on their deafening smiles. He spoke; quenching her thirst of a thousand lifetimes. She […]
One heart – One beat – One drum It was early spring, and after suffering in silence for well over a decade with a rare heart/artery disease, I was forced to come to terms with it. Boy, did I ever… Everything that cloudy morning felt easy, light. I was like a baby down feather drifting […]
As I sit and watch the Red Carpet at the Oscars, I listen not so intently to the interviews about the dreaded question directed at every woman: “Who are you wearing?!” The full body shot, the up and down motion of the camera, the shoe shot, the accessory shot. I don’t know about you, but […]
When someone asks me such a general question, one without any real depth…something as simple as “How are you doing?”, “How’s it going?”, “How’s the day?”…the obligatory response is “very well, thank you”, “not bad, and you?”, and you both exchange a meaningless super “Canadian” friendly gesture, and on with the struggle of the day. […]