Dear John

via Daily Prompt: Nervous Sitting at her desk, under the dimly lit lamp, night after night, she eyed her typewriter as if it were one of  her mpst feared archenemies. She knows exactly what she must do, but it's as if her fingers won't allow her to type the words. Try as she might all she … Continue reading Dear John

On Lost Pieces and Devestation

via Daily Prompt: Devastation His Irish luggage strewn about the hallway of our building made the statement I hadn't yet been strong enough to make myself. Behind the freshly changed locks on the door of our once shared apartment I hid, ashamed of my failures.    Why was I so cold to him I asked myself? If … Continue reading On Lost Pieces and Devestation

Her Vacant Self

"Are we really going to do this again tonight?" "No, please stop. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry. I don't want to fight!" Silence deafens the tension rich sedan air they share. The roaring sounds of racing tires on the wet highway asphalt serves as a lullaby for her, the constant sound … Continue reading Her Vacant Self