A Common Lie

A Common Lie

I think love is actually a lie– a fable. Love is a story you tell an innocent girl, her eyes wide and gleaming with wonder. You open this big book, filled with pictures of a beautiful woman and a dashing young man. The girl sits up in her bed, absorbing each word with delight. ... [...]

Drunk on You

Drunk on You

I am drunk on you– A roller coaster–      tumbling in my stomach– a dreidel spinning in my head– uncontrollable, unpredictable– faster, spinning faster– bile rises up and I swallow it back down– The acidic taste, warm, filmy– bubbling in my mouth– I throw my head back and roar– because I am drunk 4 [...]

Arsen

Arsen

Awhile ago, I came across this book called Arsen– The protagonist was married to Prince Charming, Living in Westchester, shopping at Barneys– but underneath the porclean beauty of her vulnerable jade green eyes– she was irreversibly broken. ... With each miscarriage, a piece of her broke off– the pressure of becoming a mother– feeling whole and normal shattered [...]

AntiHero

AntiHero

Is it strange that I dream of the same man each night? ... Different settings; various obstacles that set us apart– But he's the only man that I would take such a risk for. ... They are both beautiful men, of course; Sometimes he reminds me of a child's fairytale dream; a knight dressed in [...]

Love Uninterrupted

Love Uninterrupted

I crave a love so deep–                                          boundless, like a blanket of twinkling stars– unfathomable and incredible–                       succumbing to another, seeing acceptance bright and vivid [...]