Tomorrow was made for some

Speak the words you have swallowed. We have seven years of silence to fill. Let us crowd this night with all we have not said, let us cover every last second with our secrets. Whisper them soft and sure against my skin. Tell me goodbye, and tell me why. Dust me for your fingerprints one lastContinue reading “Tomorrow was made for some”

All that is lost

The dream is always the same. It is always about reach, about skin and breath and compacted air, how any distance between you pulses with the memory of touch. There is a softness to the desire, and a recognition, because in dreams it is about return, about visiting the caves of your sub-conscious and findingContinue reading “All that is lost”

A conversation between friends (revisited)

“When the two people who thus discover that they are on the same secret road are of different sexes, the friendship which arises between them will very easily pass – may pass in the first half hour – into erotic love.” – CS Lewis Here, now, at a hotel bar. The transience of this place,Continue reading “A conversation between friends (revisited)”

We are not the same

Sshhhh! I put my hand to his lips, his voice has been rising and I don’t need a string of expletives to wake Ollie up. It’s okay Joe I say but it isn’t, because my fingertip pulses when I touch him and suddenly, inexplicably, I imagine placing it in his mouth. A flush rises upContinue reading “We are not the same”

The best thing(s) I never had – revisited

There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart’s desire. The other is to get it  – George Bernard Shaw  A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle. You have thought often of these fish and their bicycles. How the idea of needing a man is just as curious. ItContinue reading “The best thing(s) I never had – revisited”

The things we think we cannot lose

I see now that I have been both blessed and cursed in this life. I was once the luckiest woman on this earth. I had everything promised to us, and more. I counted my blessings every day, I lined them up and gave thanks to God and fate for what I had been given. AndContinue reading “The things we think we cannot lose”