He was tired. Of running. Of caring. Of worrying. He was just so tired. A sliver of shade from a dying tree was the only place he could find to rest. But it wasn’t real rest. He just couldn’t move anymore. It all had been too much. Exhausted. Dry mouth and out of breath. It… Continue reading Get Up and Eat
She whispers softly. He stands an arms-length away. She calls again. He holds his reasoned stay. Its early in the eve, there’s little to fear Nothing is changing for her around here. He takes a step downward. She swims to the other end. He finally touches the water. She looks back at this new-found friend.… Continue reading You Must Rule Over Her
Evening dawned. The red sky faded to purple, to black. The artificial light from the quiet little room intensified as the sun descended into the deep. Just outside the window, the world disappeared into black. On the inside of the glass, false brightness made the gloom more forbidding. Blankets and pillows, space heaters and rugs… Continue reading Out of Body Breath
The last time she saw him. She knew he was there, could feel the air in the room, heavy with his presence. Her eyes were too heavy. To open. As much as she wanted to. She physically couldn’t. Her body. Was letting go. But her mind was present. It was as if she had never… Continue reading The Last Time
Dearest War, Waking up this morning I felt that sick stone pressing on my lungs again. Breath a little short, metal spoon-like keeping me from inhaling the bright dawn. Throbbing pools held back just behind the shell of my face. Not enough power to let it down, to let them fall, to release. Because I… Continue reading Dearest War
The stone is rolling. Teetering on the edge. Where once it was secure, placed by the fingers and hands of the Almighty Creator, fixed in its place. Where it once was separated from the waters, the sky, and the soft earth. Where it once was part of majestic mountains that hovered, that threatened. Where it… Continue reading The Stone is Rolling
Day is over. Night sometimes comes quickly. Is the short quiet dusk that scares me the most. We know it must come, we watch the sun sinking minute by minute, second by second. Breathing in the cool air of the evening, enjoying the rest descending from the heavens, admiring the vibrant colors of the closing… Continue reading Goodnight
Separate wills, single wants. Distant hopes misaligned with reality. Short lived satisfaction, dreaming of the more. Intensity necessarily short, passion certainly restrained. Those things which thrill and comfort and inspire are fleeting. How many hearts hold on to that which is fleeting. How many souls long for the more. A taste of the completeness that… Continue reading Fleeting Made Whole
Cobblestone over cobblestone. Pacing steadily over the settled dirt of a thousand, maybe a million other sandals. Cracks filled up by particles of beach, mountain and desert, pressed deep into wrinkles the of this ancient street. My own black shoe powdered with the remnants of another world, stirred for a moment by every step I… Continue reading Just Dust
“Wherever you look you will find me there In the heart of a rose, In the heart of a prayer On butterflies’ wings, on wings of my own, To you I’m gone, but I’m never alone – I am home.” Death is a terrifying enemy. We all know that. Most of our lives we fortify… Continue reading Embezzled Comfort
Cindy Koch 