His eyes were dark like mine.
I remembered just today,
Jarred by the bright oranges and reds of the changing leaves.
The warm, summer breeze awakens dormant senses,
Shriveled and dying, almost too weak for life.
Fresh air flows through the lungs and sun warms the skin,
The smell of flowers and grass, soil and rain mix together.
And the senses remember.
Vision sharpens to see the bright, red cardinal perched on limb,
a blackbird trills in the distance, honeysuckle and lilac perfume the air.
Rain falls, clean and cool.
Sweat mixes with the rain and streaks down a dirty face
Exhausted and filled with a peaceful clarity.
Afraid to stay too long
I fear your manipulating neediness
Will seep into my bright red coat.
I lean against the wall and try not to breathe
In the smoky smells of poverty, addiction, and desperation.
It is dark in this place but I see you
Sitting there wanting me to stay.
real exam and more tests
treatment and vindication
the sound of his brushing teeth grew closer
swish, swish, swish
with my eyes shut tight, I methodically brushed my own
and waited for the splat of his foamy toothpaste and saliva to hit the sink
She’s the one
The energy drainer, the no-filter-can’t-restrain-her, the perpetual blamer
She’s mastered the art of manipulation with more skills and a greater will
Than an athlete in the Sochi Olympics
She navigates people like a boat at top speed
Flying from wave to wave, through the water
There’s no looking back, only forward
To the next wave
Those in her wake are left exhausted and confused
Only clear that she was the one
They were meant to avoid