Crashing Shoreline

The talk in the air became the cancer of the breath leaving behind the so-called memory of you. It faded in the sunset as the waves hit the shore, crumpling the sandcastle, only to have it rebuilt. This time it was a brick castle, nothing fragile about this home if the wave hits this time,Continue reading “Crashing Shoreline”

No winning

If I lied I lose myself If I tell the truth I lose you.

The broken butterfly

Clip wing she flew, crashed only to land where she needed to heal.Healing felt like she was breaking every piece of who she was. Layer after layer, unmasking parts of her only to find that what she held was other’s opinions of who she needed to be. Each layer showed her a set of knowingContinue reading “The broken butterfly”