From Where She Stands
Helena Toto
Category: ache
What we are Becoming
We believe in curses. The names we’ve been called, The feeling we were being Overlooked on the playground The whispers behind our backs The quickly muttered greetings & sideways glances Hands held between people But not ours. We shared our lunch with…
Burying You
And yet I stand here, Trapped Surrounded on all Four Sides With reminders of you Staring me down Telling me it’s Time to let go Photo Credit: Ellieboat via Compfight cc
Vengeance
She stands still, looking out over the sea I hold my breath, watching from an upstairs window Does she know she isn’t alone? A breeze takes her by surprise, and a curl Of hair is pulled from her cap Blowing gently across her…
Last Image
The cabin air feels tight Depressurizing And as I sit here not yet realizing What’s happening, A picture pops into my head Of you, eating grapes At our table Laughing at the ordinary moment Of me dropping my milk “Typical” You smirked And that…
Why I don’t Write
Do I write for fun? Or when the power of words hit me? Do I write to process, to understand The beauty of things that surround? Would I write if energy was freely given, Flowing to me in a continuous And purifying rain of…
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