There is a place in my mind where the butterflies beat; slick brain fog drips from wings that are stifled and wet. Unfolding, they stretch against my eyes for a way out. Advertisements
Purple flowers come out of the green on either side of the dusty, narrow path. I stop, heaving a sigh, wiping sweat from my forehead, only to feel granules of dirt smear across my skin. They leave a stinging sensation—dirt, sweat, and a peeling sunburn. I close my eyes against the heat, and breathe in […]
I wake and the world is already bright, soaking itself in around me. I stretch my calves against the sheets and clench my duvet in my fingers, as the morning sun stretches in through the window. His back raises and falls with sleeping breaths. I trace the smooth skin, and press my forehead to it. […]
This place has salted air. The sea and buttered popcorn create a damp, salty sweet that hangs captured in the heat. The waves hush the popping emitting from the red-striped machine and the noise of children squawking. Their sea-foam lips pull back with a sigh when the agitation continues. Bells ring when someone exits a […]
Melodic wind sings to her from the edge of a pine soaked street of trees, but her dying glimmer is a ripple on the aching leaves, so they wait in cold contemplation bathing for hours in the milky liquid of the moon.
I make my way across the grass, and my golden coated dog wags her tail against my leg. I am barefoot, not going anywhere, and the light is just the perfect warmth. Purple flowers are scattered over the lawn like grape gumdrops. I lie in them and Sunflower joins me with a contented sigh. “Look!” […]