Dear Stranger

Last we spoke, I had wanted to say,
“Don’t go. We’ll make it work. Just stay.”
But before my mouth could form the words,
Tragedy…

A Dream Deferred

I only feel gravity and I wonder why

in my mind, you’re not engaging
in your mind, i’m overthinking
outside our door, the war rages on
the silence between us so loud
you can hear a pin drop

Every time I see your name
I sit and pray
Hoping you’ll somehow know
That we’re okay

my candle burns at both ends

I am tearing apart at the seams
bruised, battered, broken
my heart is hurting

I revel in the work of art
that is your body,
feeling your heart 
beat flush against mine,
tracing the contours 
of your chiseled jawline,
beneath the sheets
in various states of…

if I were to tell you
you wouldn’t believe me
you’d say that my story
sounded more like a work
of dystopian fiction
than a modern-day reality

Suggested by merely two

And yet the whole world!
Perhaps you concur, too
But it sounds terribly absurd

In Memoriam

To honor the loved ones we have lost