If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead

Did you think I was gonna eat you? I just wanted free. Far away from the captor that took me away from me, but connected, like dots in a book, to similar eyes smiles and certain traits. I cannot leave the page I helped trace. Did you think I was gonna burn you? I just wanted out. Run as fast as I... Sign in to see full entry.

(to my grandmother who passed today and my daughter who passed 8 years ago) Run, baby, run to the gates to the sun welcome her there where you two can share stories of home and reunions to come. Grandmother, Mother, and Daughter, one day together. You two can prepare for our arrival there. Run,... Sign in to see full entry.

He wonders what it was that once made him feel as if he were untouchable, invincible, overwhelmed. She thinks they were crazy to have believed they were protected from the raging rush of time and complacency. They begin to understand it was simply impatient youth that exposed them to the promises... Sign in to see full entry.

She can’t go forward, can’t look back, stuck in the moments that define her future, present and past. So many will cage her. Too many have released her. She seeks those who keep her. Scrutinized by whispers, exposed to betrayals, stuck in the promises that slip through her fingers and drip from her... Sign in to see full entry.

Out with the trash, yesterday’s news, cleaning house, and paying my dues. Doors locked, home not open, invitation only, after the moppin’. Windows washed, eyes -- dry as a bone, holes in the wall, patched and gone. Mirrors with old reflections, removed and discarded, ghosts, given their free passage... Sign in to see full entry.

Soaring overhead can't get used to the lead dripping from your ears and hanging from your heels. Just want to find that place where something else makes sense, bleed the doubt, absorb self-confidence. But the aches in each breath remind you of death, and obligations to someone you once betrayed,... Sign in to see full entry.

Checked baggage. Shoes in tub. Gate found. Time to spare. We roam the airport. I reach for your hand as if you were still three; you pull away and grimace; after all, you’re 11 years and 12 days. I choose People over Us, Reese’s over Snickers. Glance at you, looking at caps, When was it, exactly... Sign in to see full entry.

Dead when I’m discovered too late to know me then, if not for these thoughts that kept falling from my head and landing on a pen. Mistaken mostly in my time misunderstood when given no rhyme, haunted by the what ifs and whys of something buzzing as I die. Eccentric at best Old maid at worst rolling... Sign in to see full entry.

Gotta take these meds to keep me straight in the head like the judge and jury said you’re no good to me dead. So I swallow my comfort, sleep in my tears bathe in my hurt and forget my fears. The kids need new shoes and a mom with no blues the dog needs a new dish, these damn pills make me sick.... Sign in to see full entry.

I faced the other me as bitter, cold and heartless as she could be and looked disgustedly at the toll this is gonna take on me. “I know you’re beyond blue, but what are you gonna do… take me down with you? She smiled without showing her teeth said “An injured girl has gotta eat, and what can I say,... Sign in to see full entry.