“What do you mean, you can’t get here?” she bellowed. Wow, I wouldn’t want to be the person on the other end of that phone call, I thought to myself. Even over the noise of blaring taxi horns, trash trucks, and commuters carrying on work-related conversations, this woman’s voice rose above them all. “I don’t …
Quite honestly It’s not about wanting to be with anyone else It’s about wanting to be with myself Be true to who I am Who I was Who I’m supposed to be
There is a crack in my soul left by you You came in like a powerful wave sweeping me off my feet Pulling me under letting me come back up to gasp for air Then you went away back out to the sea never to return the same again I don’t love you I love the …
A short story I wrote for a Wordhaus writing contest. Enjoy. ********* Down the rabbit hole again. Only she wasn’t Alice and this certainly wasn’t Wonderland. She couldn’t remember arriving, yet here she was waking up in this hell once more. The last thing she remembered was boarding the late train for Cardiff to meet the …