A typical morning
“BRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGG. BRRIIIIIIIIIIIING. BRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIING.” The shrill scream blaring from the speaker on Sophia’s phone jolts her to consciousness. Always the same sound, always the same reaction. Gasping for breath from the sheer dump of adrenaline that always accompanies the experience of being screamed awake, she reaches blindly to her side and grasps the phone. She squeezes […]
Precipice
Wearily trudging up the last flight of stairs to the top floor, I lean against the wall beside the door, hurriedly wiping my tears so my roommate won’t see them. After taking a deep, shuddering breath, I unlock the door and step inside. I barely glance at him as my make my way to the […]
Dear Johnnie
At the time of this writing, I was 98 days sober. The week prior my therapist encouraged me to write a goodbye letter to alcohol. I was encouraged to write like alcohol was a person. I ended up writing to Johnnie Walker, because red label was my drink of choice. It ended up coming out […]
I can close my eyes, it’s alright
I wrote this in a poetry club meeting, where the prompt included listening to You Can Close Your Eyes by James Taylor. I created this prompt: “For me, this song reminds me of someone who made me feel like no matter what happened, no matter what catastrophe, no matter what situation I was in, everything […]
Regret
Trembling fingers reach soft caress of flushed cheeks Hands tumbling through ruffled hair snag on panting breaths and heaving chests Lips sewn into pounding lines erratically beating across each other’s necks Clenched Goosebumps rise on roused arms Shivers delectable vibrations arousing consuming sinful Thump thump of hearts so loud they muffle the sounds Of tearing […]
She
She smells like drunken three AM philosophical conversations Sitting on the grass Pants wet from the not-quite-dawn-yet dew Like the aroma of iced-tea on a hot day Sweat rolling down tense necks Sweet ice cold salvation quenching parched lips She smells unassuming Like a quiet confidence reflected in the fire of her eyes The reek […]