Sunday, September 24, 2017

Purple Fades so Fast

It's been a while since I've worn the ring you gave me, but I have it on today and the sky tastes just a little sweeter than it has in a while.

I wonder if your days have gotten any better since my ghost stopped by to say hello over a cup of coffee. 

Saturday, September 23, 2017

Cataclysm Unlimited

If the world is going to keep ending at the drop of a hat I hope you understand we will survive for eons compared to the dinsasors and aliens.

Friday, September 22, 2017

The Fridge Speaks only in Heartbeats

If our love letters were reduced to stick notes, those few sentences will be more powerful and shocking and beautiful than anything novelists have ever penned. 

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Too Shattered

Darling, you haven’t been okay a day in your life. There’s no use lying to yourself when somehow - miraculously - you’ve come this far.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Fairytale Living

Dance with me, here, tonight. Beneath the faded pink glow of fairies pirouetting across their dusky garden stage, alongside twinkling stars spilling and holding secrets with us the way waves do with the shore, atop a stained carpet littered with good intention. Darling, we can be anyone or anything we can dream, if only you'll dance with me, here, tonight. In this makeshift land of hopeless romantics and half remembered ideas.

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Cold Coffee

The silence fades as our laughter bubbles. It fills the whole room beautifully as tears dry and fights come to a stand still. Your eyes shine even in this dim light. Smiles spread, paper devours ink. Time must really fly when you're having fun, I completely forgot about my drink.

Monday, September 18, 2017

Warum Nicht?

I know you're the spilled coffee on my pages. You're the pause after the sigh. You're the ink in this pen.

And I know, without any doubt, that you played a major part in me becoming who I am right now.

But I am going to keep going on. With or without you, because I see no reason to do anything else.

Today I am happy because, well, why not?

Friday, September 15, 2017

Hyperbolic Mirrors and Windows

Do you remember when I told you about being young and spending entire weekends - entire summers - at the science center in my city? I'd spend hours in the planetarium and then I'd run my fingers through the discarded corpses of gravity's fury (dominoes that hadn't been stood up or fallen either).

Well, I don't know why, but today I wondered how much I'd weigh on Jupiter and if Mercury still waves to my "home" town every night through cheap binoculars. But then, after a while I began wondering if I ever really thanked all the friends I made for the private star shows or the impromptu lessons about sun spots and telescopes.

If you and I can keep orbit long enough, I'll take you back there someday and together we'll see if the magic's still there when life has already coxed us into growing up and learning how to forget the importance of science instead of the value of math or English.

When I was young, I spent far too much time in the science center making friends with information and falling in love with the people who took their time to teach me anything I wanted to know about space or gravity or anything else the world had to offer through experimentation and far too much time spent questioning before the day I came along to wonder the same thing.

And I don't believe I ever had the chance to thank everyone who inspired me to take my love of poetry and mix it with all the nuggets of knowledge, beauty, and truth that they armed me with before I knew art and education would become enemies on the same side of a crooked ass war.

But I hope that if we can stay in orbit together long enough, that you and I can go back there, to that science center in a town I hated for far too many reasons and that you and I can share these works mused from all that time I spent in a building that became more home than my own house of twelve years, and together we will make that center so fucking proud that even the walls learn how to cry. 

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Writing as We Go

Darling, you only have so much story to tell before your words lose their shape and form.

Please keep some safe for my return.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Let's Master Life

Go on an adventure, get lost in a city you've never fully explored, take friends of go by yourself - it makes no difference. Just go somewhere, and do something to show this world that you truly have lived even if it was just for a few days a month or a handful of moments each year.

There is nothing better than making mistakes and creating beautiful moments now only to have better stories for sharing when you are older.