Month: January 2018

STAY WITH ME

STAY WITH ME

You pull the last suitcase to the door. You stand there looking even lovelier than you did the first time. You stop, and look at me. You ask if there is anything I would like to say. "Stay with me, please."

When A Man Cries

When A Man Cries

Then he will do what all men do in silence, cry. Silently at first, his manhood fighting to hold on to the last vestige of dignity.

2 AM

2 AM

He is lying there with a knife in his chest. The room smells like a butchery. Human blood is everywhere. She is crying her eyes out about not wanting to go to jail. The other girls are busy consoling her.

MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT

MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT

She hasn't felt like this in years. You can almost smell the sweat falling down her brow. Her tongue tastes like sweat. When the night started she had no idea she would be celebrating the new year in a toilet in Tribeca....almost naked.

I’M I WRONG?

I’M I WRONG?

Love stories… some end the way they begun; silently. Without scarcely a whisper from the universe. It seems almost as if the gods of love do not care. And others, well….they begin the way you and I started. Two great stars in the heavens colliding. Whoever got caught up in between be damned. It was … Continue reading I’M I WRONG?

THIS IS HOW IT ENDS

THIS IS HOW IT ENDS

This is how it ends, or it is supposed to end. Music slow fading in the background. You, walking away, your hair shimmering slightly. Running off to catch your plane, me…promising to wait for you. But reality is a bit more believable.