Tag: Infidelity

The Dead Ends

The box tells me the color is ‘Rose Gold’. It permeates those strong salon fumes, a bleaching chemical smell. I let it sit an extra 10 minutes. My hair grabs red, at least these are the words hairdressers have told me throughout my lifetime. Picks it up. Fast. Won’t let go. I wash and condition. Take my skinny comb and…

Burn The Bed

I want to burn my bed. Yes, the entire white queen sized bed. All of it. Poof. Gasoline. Flames. I’d smile. I’d grin. I’d rejoice at watching THAT bed burn. Alas, I’m not strong enough to drag it downstairs. The headboard is heavy. The mattress is awkward. The box spring won’t bend. There are stairs. I certainly can’t set it…

A Thousand Little Cuts

Netflix is the only noise breaking through the silent room. The man on the Netflix original series, Mindhunter, says the words: “Marriage is a thousand little cuts.”  I speak out. I agree with him. Bloodletting love where we go into a relationship completely naive and our eyes are closed. We wear a veil for a reason, because the truth isn’t…

Life’s Low Blows

 I yell at my God, “Am I not strong enough?”  A year ago, I held the world by successful dreams I’d once thought impossible. I’d opened the oyster and, thought for the first time ever, I finally plucked a pearl. I had made my dream publications. A piece I wrote had gotten picked up by every publication I’d admired. It…

Blame Train Rolling Into The Station

I opened up. My body walked out on the public opinion ledge and stood fully naked in front of the stale popcorn eating crowd. I did my best to explain every detail with tears streaming down my face as I strung all the words together. When you tell the truth, people have some kind of gasoline-ignited burning desire to yell…

I’m Not Supposed To Tell You

I’m not supposed to tell you…  Every day I am screaming on the inside. I wake up in the early dawn hours covered in sweat. My hair is drenched, matted to the back of my neck soaking wet. My pillows are damp with fever dreams and nightmares. My world is crashing in on me as I lay alone in my…

If You Marry Again…

Young women will make lists. They will try to make some understanding in what kind of man will be the upmost effective match for them in marriage, love and partnership. Those lists will evolve as they grow wiser with age. Detailing the person they once were compared to the person they’ve become. The kind of person they used to desire…

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