Your hand warmed mine, discovering a turn in the road. Caught off guard, seeing that we were not traveling on the same path. Just now. Last April, we stumbled upon the tiny grass tufts underfoot. Not knowing then, they would grow and pull our hearts across a meadow, split and break them with the rush… Continue reading Kiss Me Cold
I folded up your picture. The only one I held Un-seeing what you felt like The day I had to leave. I creased your likeness empty When decided Into war When blood and brothers beckoned The day I chose to leave. I pressed you into silence While virtue had its voice Regret unsaid unnamed untold… Continue reading Heart Locket
He fumbled with the pages flipping back and forth, trying to find the little black letters that synced with what he recited in his head. Focusing almost too hard, he could not quite catch up to where everyone else seemed to be, because he could not concentrate. Little monsters behind his eyes swayed his attention… Continue reading Passionate Gospel
When summer is over, and the morning chill stands close by. And the years should be counted, even though they slip slower. And faster. Because the heaps of memory build up the pressure. Time, remembrance, meaning, waste. When had the yester turned into being. The now, the will, are losing their luster. Because too many… Continue reading Love Doesn’t Work, Sometimes
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
Our story of woman follows a storyline of love, the greatest virtue given by God. But even more, we were made to love, just as we were made to breathe. Wisdom has taught us we have been created to love one another. Wisdom moves our relationships express love to someone else. Wisdom has shaped our… Continue reading A Woman Must Love
In the middle of the night, that’s when I fear unlove. Whatever light shone during the day, its not guaranteed that it will come back again in the morning. I wonder on my pillow if I did the right thing, said enough words, made my warmth accessible enough to you. I wonder in the darkness… Continue reading Conquering UnLove
I love you. Someone once said. No you don’t. I said. I love you. Someone said again. Don’t say that unless you know what that means. I love you? Someone asked. And I wondered about the law of love. Is love a desire to be next to you? Is love a familiarity that grows on… Continue reading False Love
It was only the second drink. Sloshing spinning slivers of silvery ice. Two pieces swimming just beneath the surface. Swirling around in synchrony glassed in an endless circle. A tiny shake from his fingers almighty kept them timelessly turning around each other. They crash into each other from time to time, bludgeon themselves against the… Continue reading Drunk for the Angels
Turkey on the table, smiles on the faces. Family together and music in the background. And here, now we gather to give thanks. But what is it, then, that we give thanks for? Turkey on the table, smiles on the faces, family together and music in the background. Peace and comfort. Food and drink. Family… Continue reading Insincere Thanksgiving
Cindy Koch 