Four Salts

COLORS She doesn’t believe in doorbells, knocking, or hellos. She doesn’t believe in black or white, or yes or no. She doesn’t recognize adulthood or elderly age. She doesn’t follow conventional wisdom. And her favorite color is red.   His eyes show sadness, despair, and pain. His memories are filled with mountains and planes. He …

Endless

And we’re spinning in possibilities endlessly, Or so they say, Becoming admirals or officers of dismay, Falling strong at the hands of weak, Crying from dirt stained cheeks, Out for the night, Within a glow of nostalgia and mindfulness, Our hopes taste like yesterday’s bitterness, What we need cannot be seen, Not in a house, …

Leaves

“You’re sniffing a lot,” he said. True enough, I was. I had a case of a chronic runny nose for god knows how long. Sinus issues or extra mucus from dairy ought to have been the culprit I supposed. I took out a tissue and blew. “Come with me. I got what you need.” We …

Burgers/ Rust

There are two lives that every person leads: the life in our bodies and the life in our minds. From time to time these two worlds collide, but more often than not we do not live up to our own expectations. Flipping burgers is not my destiny, nor my dream. Regardless, this is my occupation. …

Judith

And she stares at the kitchen floor, Hands and knees bruised as she scrubs with a toothbrush, Spelling out the words to tell her story, Her pain and sorrow that she cannot speak, And she cries and cries, but no one hears her. The voices in her head, they whisper, And it’s louder than her …