Time,

I loved and yet may have lost again; in tribute to an old writer that claimed the loss was worth the love. I do not doubt his accuracy, but rather the experience. I find myself, once again, writing on the aftermath of a chosen love. I wouldn’t even bother to express that the third time …

From work will set me free, to the truth will set you free.

I was afraid. More afraid, in retrospect, than I had been in some time. She was angry and I had no idea what would come next. She had been quiet for a few hours, in and of itself not a bad thing; but she had opened a bottle of wine. I knew then there would …

Smile

I used to tell her “smile, its ok.” Sometimes I would shorten the command to just one word “smile.” I never understood her displeasure with this form of motivation. I couldn’t make the leap she tried to share with me that it was the epitome of my male privilege to tell her that she should …

Tryst

A chance coincidence, a delayed flight, a brief encounter... I was sitting in a small cantina across from Gate A23 in a random Airport, in a random City, as I crossed the country one more time. I sat at a table of four, not paying attention to my boss and his staff while they discussed …

Like Everyone Else

“So, just like everyone else? Thats what is bothering you, isn't it? The fact that you have to experience the same things as the rest of us, the masses.” An interesting point made in a conversation about a personal situation in my life. I had just finished telling my friend that its “not my style,” …

Memories Drowned in Wine

A letter, one that i was recently reminded of.... In the dark room, with the slight smell of scotch so gently wafting towards my nose, I lay awake and see your face. Your porcelain skin framed in copper hair, that pulls straight and down just past your shoulders, thin lips pressed together in thought, that …