WordPress Daily Prompt – Grainy

I remember the days,
Like small grains of sand,
In the folds of skin,
I feel them before I see them.

Like fuzzy photographs
Taken in the dark,
With subjects on the move,
I know we were there but can’t quite make out where.

I can feel your memory,
Like a stray hair,
Dancing across my arm,
Just like I’m sure your fingers used to.

Like a sudden chill,
Sliding over my shoulders
And tumbling down my spine,
The way I’m sure your hands once did.

I Forgot I Knew You

WordPress Daily Prompt – Hidden

I hid it all at the bottom of a bottle,
Under a shiny round of all my favorite drugs.
I pushed back so far that I completely forgot,
I ever loved your smile.

I buried it by the beach we never got to visit,
Where I forgot I was supposed to hold your hand.
I sat and cried but I never knew what for
While I drew little question marks in the sand

I burned our future before I knew what it was,
And told myself to forget your name.
I took all the pills and drowned them with the cheapest vodka,
Till I laid on the floor and wondered why I was so scared.

And when I woke, covered in cold sweat and fever
I couldn’t remember how I got there
Or what all those tears were for.
Only that something had to change.

I hid it so well
I forgot I knew you at all.

One Tradition

WordPress Daily Prompt – Traditional

I have a feeling settling on me, a changing wind.

I’m far from traditional, I’ve tended to shy from them.

But this feeling is wrecking back and forth in my stomach, churning up a new storm.

I can’t see yet where it’s coming from, I’m not sure yet if I should run.

Perhaps that’s the one tradition I can say I’ll keep …

Or maybe I’ll break this one for once and all.

Harmonize like Nails on a Chalkboard

WordPress Daily Prompt – Harmonize

We filed out of the small club into the cool fall air. My “date”, if he could be called that, was nowhere to be seen. Not that it was a surprise, he had disappeared five minutes into the opening act leaving me standing front and center alone.


Knowing him, and I did, he’d been hammering back shots for the remainder of the show. It didn’t take long for my phone to start vibrating in my pocket.

“Wheeeerre arrr you?”
“I think the better question is where are you?”
“Wheerrre fuck aree you?” I pressed my temple, this had been a bad idea.
“I’m out front with some of the girls I met in line, would you like to come join us?”
“I by the carr, les go.”
“I don’t want to leave yet.”
“Youu can ge ouut, les go.” One of my newfound friends shot me a side eye as the line clicked silent.

“Is he mad?”
“He’ll be fine.” I found a seat on the base of an old statue and let the cool breeze wash over me. I could close my eyes and almost see myself miles away in a happier place.

My phone began vibrating again. My happy place erupted with an impressive string of curse words put together just so eloquently. If relationships were supposed to be harmonious this one had always been missing it. Not that there was a “relationship” anymore, we’d been broken up for months. This trip was one last piece of unfinished business. I had tried to find a replacement but at the last minute she’d had a work emergency and cancelled. Text after text began scrolling across my screen.

“You sure he’ll be fine?” My new friend inquired again. I let out a sigh and leaned against the statue.
I don’t really give a fuck. “I’ll go check on him. He’s probably just drunk.”

I rounded the corner to find him in exactly the state I imagined, half bent over, clutching my passenger’s side door.

“So, hey.”
“You bitch! Fucking bitch! You fucking whore! Why don’t you just go fuck whoever!? Just go suck their dicks!” A handful of people walking by tried to act like they were ignoring the outburst as he continued the rant. I watched them glance over their shoulders before jumping into their cars and pulling away.
“Yeah, so, what the fuck?!”
“You just, you don’t get it!” I stared at the stars as he squirmed beside the passenger door. “Just unlock the car, let me sit down.”
“No, I’m not letting you in my car. You can sit in the grass.”
“You don’t understand.” I was quickly losing all the patience I had for the man child begging to sit in my car.
“What? What don’t I understand?”
“It’s just, it’s just that my ex cheated on me at a concert.” I stared at the 35 year old man in front of me. “She made out with one of the guys in a band.” If I could have rolled my eyes harder it would have triggered an earthquake.
“You know what? I do know that. I know that and I know it was seven fucking years ago. You can walk home for all I care.”

As I walked away I could hear him following me while mumbling about happy couples and how miserable he was.

“We were so good together.” I whipped around to face him.
“No. No we were not. And if we were you would not have dropped thousands of fucking dollars on prostitutes!” His eyes went wide.
“Oh! Oh! Is that what we’re going to do?! You’re just going to bring up that old shit right here in front of everyone?” His eyes fixed on mine. “I don’t want to fight, ok? I just think we need to take some time and find that harmony again you know?”
“No. Fucking harmony. Get the fuck outta here.”

Savage Truths

WordPress Daily Prompt – Savage

Can I be honest?
You stripped me raw,
Bored straight through,
One glance,
Less than a minute I’m sure,
And you flipped everything
I thought I knew.
I always believed,
But thought that shit wasn’t for me.
Then right in front of me,
You were all I could see.
I was never a singer,
Never could carry a tune,
But something tells me
You could carry it well enough for two.
My heart is open, bleeding it may be,
You pushed right through,
Past the show and into my soul.
But this isn’t a movie,
I couldn’t let you sweep me off my feet.
The real world marched on,
In spite of us
And we had to follow suit.
The mark was made and still it beats,
But I may never know,
Did your world shake too?
Was it just me?



WordPress Daily Prompt – Scamper

It took me by surprise when you looked into my eyes.
I didn’t expect the whole world to disappear.
But I’m scared and lonely
And much to low for you to love.
So I scamper away to hide
In the sweet syrup at the bottom of the biggest bottle.
Every inch of my soul screams,
Don’t go.

One day I hope you can see,
I believe I can pull myself up,
And maybe you can still love me.