Fire’s out, blown silent by a cold wind of indifference and snuffed out by the weight of those promises of tomorrow that never came to fruition. Wordless farewells that steam cold from the leftover ashes, painting the sort of departure that stains a soul and kills the flames from the top to the bottom.
I hope she doesn’t mind me posting this, but one of my sweetest friends wrote something on her blog that, thanks to my very unreliable, moody internet connection here in Ethiopia, I just discovered today. In the last few weeks, I have gone through some strange ups and downs – patient deaths, preventable illnesses, sick […]
He put out his hand to stop her. All he grabbed was air. She had whipped by, leaving in her wake, the strong scent of vanilla and that closet smell that was particular to her. He had once spent an entire afternoon inside that closet, rather than going to the university to work on his […]
I saw your heart break the minute the sentences left my mouth, and I broke too. Your face held the most painful of looks, when my tongue spilled
It’s funny the things that keep you on your toes… a slight but hidden caress, a tender look at an unexpected moment, or that text that floats in and causes your heart to tremble strangely but happily. They say you never know when it will happen, and perhaps that surprise is what keeps your blood […]
Don’t break me this time, perhaps a fair warning can do. I can set up a net to catch myself when you drop me from your skies, from beneath your darkened angel wings. Don’t scar me so heavily this time, I plead. Perhaps you can let me go unscathed and unjaded this time around… place […]
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