February 2009
6 posts
This is Not a Love Story #2...
Third grade was marked by bruises. A barrage of kicks launched under a circular table. Pigtails pulled under a teachers unwatchful eye. She always found herself in the nurses office trying to understand how her scrapped knee/palm/elbow was his love letters. He just wanted her attention. He was missing three front teeth. She was always looking through his hallow grin with hurt green eyes. She was...
This is Not a Love Story #1
A stolen kiss in kindergarten. By the coat rack filled with shiny plastic coats. It had rained all day. There would be puddles to disrupt. She wore her lipstick red golashes. He wore his father’s midnight black trench coat and devious smile. She heard the bottom of his trench coat scrapping across the ground before she saw him. He was just copying what he saw his parents do. His lips were...
Damien Rice & Lisa Hannigan - “Then...
