Dad gives no signs of noticing, pecking away at his laptop on the well-worn sofa in the family room that’s been more solitary room this week.
Tag Archives: Dysfunctional
Function of Solitude
from afar you can never know the hollow warmth inside
Insomnia Inspires
In haze between tomorrow and today
When midnight’s passed but morning not quite here
Strange thoughts arrive to find me in the dark
Drifting dreams and imaginings unclear
What’s Important to You?
It’s about priorities. Make a conscious decision to spend your time on what is important to you.
While Some Throw Rocks at the Object of Their Fear
At her touch the raspy scales constricted and coiled, tensed into an anxious lowercase e.
Happiness
But then in time
Too soon it’s easy to forget
What it was like when she was gone,
What you were like without her there.
Please Don’t Sign the Guestbook
The Airbnb was quaint and quirky and we blew in with the wind, strewing makeup bags and wine coolers across the place like our signature: four best friends, there to whoop it up.
The Molted Skin of Childhood
He had gone away years before. Away, as in not there, not where Miranda was, not around when she needed him—or someone, anyone—to be in her corner.
Aly Writes 