The neophyte had conjured up a number around the cauldron with his private equity partners, and by golly that was the number we were going use. It really made it so much simpler to finish the projections once we all got on board the crazy train.
Winning
Life is an adventure to conquer.Cherish the chase as much much as you cherish the trophy.
Burning
Did the burning houses convince you?
I really really really really love you.
Weekend
Tomorrow at work they’ll ask me what I did on the weekend and I’ll lie and say “you know, just had a bit of fun” or something like that.
The truth is that on the weekend I mocked a few religions, declared a meal “the worst I’ve eaten” though it wasn’t, slept alone, and relaxed my hands on the wheel in yet another reckless game so the car strayed just a little onto the gravel.
Publish
All the words over all the years piled up and rotted, becoming toxic.
When they were putrid enough, I published them.
Beads
Sometimes I imagine the planets as beads on a necklace.
I want to grasp it, push all the beads together and then snap the string.
Impatience Rewarded
Smiling glances traded by the aged couple sitting on the front row as cherished memories dance through their minds, whispered antidotes of childhood pranks and mishaps, and one fidgety dance of impatience all come to a halt when the gilded doors at the back of the room opened. Tony knew the wait was worth it, the extra few minutes time well spent, when his bride came through the doors and he watched his future walk toward him, one beautiful step at a time.
The Road Ahead
Defeated, disheveled, and bewildered, Gabe sat alone in his eight by ten cell pondering the predicament he’d gotten himself into yet again. This time though, a peace-giving promise of hope overcame the daunting demons at hand, shedding light on the road ahead.
She comes to visit me.
She made love to me with her eyes, her glance running over my body, her hands trembling to get close enough to touch, our worlds separated by an impossible expanse – our bodies so close, with nothing but three inches of bullet-proof glass to keep us apart.
She asked me if there was any word on when I might get out, if there was any chance for an early parole hearing, but there was no reason to give her any hope that my situation would change; her husband was still dead, and his brother was still the mayor.
Longing
Can you feel the eternal longing?
The eternal longing for chocolate biscuits!
Repetition
If I could give you one tip in writing it would be never to repeat the same thing twice, keep your audience prepared for something new, even if it is only two short sentences.
If I could give you one tip in writing it would be never to repeat the same thing twice, keep your audience prepared for something new, even if it is only two short sentences.
Breaking Free..of Ridicule.
How could she possibly express, just what her heart ached to say; but her head prompted her not to, for fear of rejection, fear of the upturned eyes, and furrowed brow. In order to keep her status as local wallflower, young-at-27 and inevitably to be a colloquial cat lady; she simply had to keep to herself that she enjoyed High School Musical.
The perfect Valentine
Sheree, always conscious of her full figure, and worried that Tony, her new boyfriend secretly thought she was too fat, was surprised when she found him standing at her front door with a dozen red roses in one hand and a huge 10 pound box of chocolates in the other.
Her heart fluttered, thinking this was the most perfect Valentine’s gift in the world, and Tony was the most thoughtful man she had ever met, when he informed her that the roses were for her mother for bringing her into this world, and the chocolates were for her because she needed some meat on her bones.
Cure
Once they classified “breakup grief” as an actual illness, there soon was funding and benefit concerts and searching for a cure.
So far, choc-chip cookies, good friends and a 12-week course of pills is what they’ve come up with.
Results
As the dentist filled my teeth I saw the edge of a note in her pocket.
From my position I could only read “I’m afraid the results …”
Approaching at speed
You know, the end of my life is approaching at speed and so I really don’t have time to sit around with you.
I’m not saying see you later because that ain’t ever happening.
Her
From behind she looked considerably less than half my ex-husband’s age as she tossed her expensively gorgeous hair. But the hands and face looked as old as mine and I wondered whether to be angry or triumphant.
Marketing
I met a marketing girl today.
Hollow she was, and as deep as the dog’s water dish.
The Artist
The leather harness securely fastened the wailing toddler to the wrought iron headboard, punishment for an incomprehensible misdeed or assertion of will. Then she saw the tree beyond the window, and time and tears stood still.
Back In Maine
In all other states, blossoms on trees float to vibrant green grass. I return to the state board to be welcomed with overcast clouds shedding white light upon the dead root.