Soldering The Leftovers

Soldered into every muscle, into every collapsed vein, and into every organ that sleeps inside this cold and accidental body; lies what is left of my soul. It can be heard, like warped floorboards, creaking under the weight of the visitors, that come and go like, collectors of curiosities in a museum. Morbid collectables, to … More Soldering The Leftovers

The “Unsecret” Dialogue Chronicles _ Series II _ Part 2

Part One here. S started to giggle, while prying J’s fingers from her shirt. The lisp was proving to be funny, even if the situation wasn’t. S:   Babe…   if you can say “SuperCalaFragilisticExpialadocious” I will gladly yank that tooth out for you. J:   That’th not pfuckin ppphunny. Phick you..  *wince* S:   It is. But … More The “Unsecret” Dialogue Chronicles _ Series II _ Part 2

Soul Speak

I met the most exquisite soul today. You know who you are and why. Words became threads that tied us together. Woven feathers. I am moved. Inspired, and I see the strength that you have tucked away for a rainy day. Love.