Your pictures flashed through Facebook looking like the good friend that you’ve made yourself to be. No we’re not FB friends – I chose it that way; they were posted by a common friend. I should have not looked but curiosity got the best of me much to my chagrin. Flashes of the past marched [...]
A broken heart is simply a heart that has a chance to become stronger. It’s a heart that is more self-sufficient, more open to the truth, and more capable of lasting love. – Martha Beck, Finding Your Own North Star & Expecting Adam Lover, friend or stranger? You talked for hours on and off in [...]
No matter where you hide whichever country you decide to set up camp they find a way to your doorstep. Just when you thought it was all right to draw the blinds, to open the windows to breathe in and feel the ray of sun on your face Wham! Blam! Kapow! You’re nose-to-nose with the [...]
I Office hours are over, but he bangs on the gate asking to see his former teacher. It’s urgent he says, but he’s not in trouble. He just has a wee problem with his student visa application. He says he’s too lazy to read through and hands him the papers. He can’t understand the language [...]
I The sun sought shelter under her skin as she crossed the distance from office to cafeteria. It’s not 12 yet the blazing heat struck ruthlessly, stifling the air rushing the feet to seek shelter quickly. Except for the idle chatter and threatening yells at ravenous felines, the canteen was half empty. A group huddles [...]
Is it because it’s the month of love that your face resurfaces from the crevasses of my mind? you play peek-a-boo when we should be playing hide-and-seek a pair of black sandals and that quirky gesture from your doppelganger hurls me back to the time our lives were intertwined a little smile tugs at the [...]
Of all the voices that float in the air yours resonates above the rest soothing over the cacophony of angry, sad and somber tones it rings with the smoothness of satin sheets and sweetness of creamy ice cream yours is the rhythm that dances through the staidness of a routine and the weariness of the [...]
I It started with a dream of sharing the world, of unlocking its secrets, of marveling at the mysteries and the known, and venerating the color wheels outside the windows. To guide the innocent lambs down the path of intellectual curiosity and probity was the order of the day: Didn’t Whitney Houston sing, “The children [...]
I Smugness leaped to his face when she arrived; he was ready to lock horns with the monster that dared to doubt his child. Her record was brushed aside – how dare she make an assessment of his child, his precious who slaved over an assignment the night before only to be ignored, oblivious [...]
My old dream died when you said goodbye without as much as a preamble decades ago accepting and rejecting my love with the flippancy of a child roiling in anger and sadness I shut the door on that life I fancied I’d share with you didn’t I wait with bated breath for the promise you [...]
rgarcellano
unheard