Sometimes she lost her mind. Rinsing, chopping. Gathering stirring. What did all of it mean. Emotions that should not be making her sick with every cut slice chop. Her knife pieced the soft flesh of a zucchini, marring the vibrant green skin to show its unimpressive white insides. Vegetable triangles scatted in the wake of… Continue reading Chopped Up
People love to love love. At least the idea of it. Caught up in dreams of bliss and ease, we desire a love that is desirable. A shadowy longing for a great love story that has been imprinted deep in our memories. A tale of love that lasts forever. People love to love an idea… Continue reading The Real Love Story
There were moments when she lay in the dark. Seconds that flashed that other life stuck in the edge of her brain. Sometimes she tried to keep it there, behind closed eyes. Looking for the warmth. Wondering if it was any better. Probably not. Thats when she had to open up, and look directly into… Continue reading Love Looks Abused
She did not know why she was there. Totally uncomfortable, this is not how she wanted to spend her morning. The faces looked nice enough, they smiled at her. But she got the sense that they were secretly making fun of her. That they knew she didn’t really belong here. Curling up their polite lips… Continue reading Choking
Same song on the radio when he left the driveway this morning. There it was again. A bold and heartbreaking song hidden under the rumbling motor hum. Unnoticeable except for that repeating lyric that he unconsciously repeated under his breath. But he wasn’t really listening. Not really singing. He wasn’t moved at all by the… Continue reading Driving Fast
Cindy Koch 