Tag: moving on

If I were turning 20

I’m nearly 30. I wrote on facebook about a sign I saw that said “I don’t have birthdays. I level up.” This has been true. After my 30th birthday I will get published, go on a mission trip to Guatemala (and learn how to… Continue Reading “If I were turning 20”

Suffocation

I edit and choke on the hope This story imbued. A few Months ago I knew who my Bride would be, but today, I can’t breathe. Hand trembles splashing My sign of love with ink, Remembering all what was As my throat constricts. I… Continue Reading “Suffocation”

Confusion

I sit here now, in naked splendor, Cooling from blush wine in a liberated hot tub, Pondering the sins, imagined and real, of past transgressions. Perhaps I’ve misread what you said, and you didn’t mean That it is me you can’t trust, you see,… Continue Reading “Confusion”