When I Loved You.

I was nineteen. It was Summer. We were playing at grown ups Disassembling ourselves Trying on clothes Discarding skins. Philosophy was a morning class. Homework done in bottles consumed between midnight and 3am phone calls. Your skin glowed in mauve greys — laugh that reminded me of black things that sparkle. I left my windows open once, in Vancouver winter […]

And she is safe.

He calls her luminescent Incandescent, extraordinary. She isn’t sure that he hasn’t swallowed a thesaurus, He isn’t usually this verbose, after all, He laughingly nudges her chin, “fireworks”, he whispers, “Embodiment of youth”, lightning fingers tracing across her thighs She shudders. She spends the next five years searching Searching for that incandescent smile, Practiced fingers […]