I Know Words Are Just Words

  What do you wrap barbed wire around?  What do you protect with all your might?  I so often entangle my words with barbed wire because I know words are just words, but someone once told me the pen is mightier than the sword and I’ve been too busy making sure my words hurt because…

One Of Those Days

Write on this page when you’re sad.   Every death triggers the pain I felt the day you left.   Today is one of those days.   I came home from my usual visits, after almost passing out from the heat of the sun, the warm sun under my feet. Which is the same sand…

You’d Come Up For Air

Touch your hair while you write on this page. You used to touch my hair whenever we laid in bed. You tucked it behind my ears so you could kiss me. You were always pushing it back so you could kiss me. And you were forever pulling it out of your beard whenever you’d come…

It’s Here Again

Write on this page whenever you miss someone.  It’s here again. It’s the day before your death. Tomorrow, you’ll have been gone for 5 years. Some days, my brain still tries to trick me into believing you’re still alive. It only lasts half a second. But even a moment of that sweet delusion is something…

I Was Thinking Of You Right Before

Imagine someone you know has sent you a text message at 1:00 a.m. that says, ‘Do you ever think of me?’ How do you respond? ___ Not a moment has gone by without me thinking of you. I was thinking of you right before the text. I think of all the chances we missed out…

Like Cold Coffee – Trista Mateer

_____ Write a letter in which you forgive them. Page 51.  So two people can love each other and still spiral down the kitchen sink like cold coffee poured from the mug. So you don’t come back to me. And all the phone calls were really just phone calls. And all the metaphors are stuck…