Take in the second, the moment, the third, when something is more than the nothing we created in our minds to explain existence. But there was something more, always, more so we moved in the space together pushing and pulling as the tension twisted and built in lower stomachs and screamed its release as eyes … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #7
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Letter #27: To The Man Whose Life I Couldn’t Save
To the Man Whose Life I Couldn't Save, You were my first cardiac call. I was new, fresh out of 4 months of EMT training, and you were my first cardiac call. Until you, it was a few broken bones, some colds, and a lot of elderly patients. But you were young or at least … Continue reading Letter #27: To The Man Whose Life I Couldn’t Save
Facebook Short Poetry Series #6
Textbook versions of the feel good moments drift like drugs through our systems, it gets better, despite the world being on fire we smile while letting it burn, ignoring the licks, of flames that burn less than the hope we were told. Did you see the fighter slip away? Passed in the night when we … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #6
Facebook Short Poetry Series #4
24 not long or so I'm told, it's lonely, cold, eventually bad days, worse days, of being tired, worn, frayed, is it this? can we, anyone, can we live, I'm the game, lives lost without saving, glitter fades away souls in corners wet eyes, dry cheeks, it reeks, the pain, as it fills lungs, chests, … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #4
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