Next of Kin
I slept in this sterile bed, when those three words woke her, only to place her by my side, helpless, in that cool, empty chair. One day, this person and her love will vanish.
My Dear Two-Face
Opposite the mirror I radiate on the glare: a tender heart tied to what is right, a tender mind bound by what is left. Clarity springs from this guarded silver lining. I see a handsome young man full of wonder and life. A boy who cried in laughter, clinging to his father’s back, holding on for dear […]
