Writings

Perfect Places

My perfect place?
This place is no mystery
Can you guess it?
The game is afoot
Here are four signs.

It’s the home of Mistress Mary,
Though quite contrarily,
She never lived here.

It houses Victoria
With her colorful doors
and the sun that never sets
for the Empress of India.

King Arthur’s Seat looms above
the once and future kingdom
guarded by knights
and torn apart by love.

You’ll buy your first wand.
You’ll meet the strange Dr.Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
You’ll watch the fiery cross burn.
You’ll never grow up.

Have you guessed my perfect place?

Maniac

It starts out like a pair of new shoes.
Bright
Colorful
Full of promise
The shoes are worn everyday
The color fades
Just a little
A little more
A little more
All the color has gone
The seams begin to tear
They’re unwearable
It ends when the shoes collapse

On Growing Up

Prom
Was a nightmare.
i went with someone i had watched nap  on that colored rug that was always stored in the hall. Prom
Was a thousand glass shards in my feet. 
i went with someone i watched fall off of the monkey bars. Prom
Was the last time I wore a beautiful dress.
i went with someone who became the brightest star in a sky of burned out constellations. Prom
Was a thousand smiles.  Prom
Was a dream.


Josephine and David

“Are we going to talk?”

“No.”

They are sitting in a car, studiously avoiding each other’s gazes. “Are you ever going to want to talk about it?”

“Are you?”

“I want to right now.”

“Well, I don’t.”

She sighs. He reaches for the volume dial and turns up the music. Neither of them speak for a long moment. After, she reaches over and turns the dial back down. “Why don’t you want to talk?”

“Because, it’s not a big deal.” His face is turned towards the window. He is in the driver’s seat but refuses to start the ignition. 

“It’s a big deal if you’re angry.”

“I didn’t say I was.” She turns to try and catch his eye. He sees her reflection in the window but does not meet her gaze. 

“Then why won’t you talk to me?” 

Silence. 

“C’mon, why won’t you talk to me?”

“I don’t know what to say. I didn’t think you’d actually go through with this.”
“It was the right thing to do and you know that. You can say that you forgive me.”

“You haven’t apologized.”

Another pause. Then, “And I don’t forgive you.”

It’s her turn to look away. When she looks out the window, she doesn’t see his reflection, but instead, she sees the jarring gray of the building looming in front of her. Maybe that’s why he isn’t looking at her. He doesn’t want another reminder of what has happened. 

“Then, can we go?” 

“I’m not ready.”

“When will you be?”
“I don’t know,” He hesitates then says, “I don’t want to look at you.”
“Do you want me to get out?”

“Don’t be stupid.”

“I can walk.”

Pause. “No, I’ll drive you.”

Her hand is on the handle. “I’m going to walk.”

She’s five steps away from the car when she hears the tell-tale sound of the door slamming. She pauses, waiting for his footsteps to echo behind hers, but the sound doesn’t come. Instead from his haven by the car, he says, “You can’t walk.”

“I want to leave.” 

“Fine, we’ll leave.”

They’re driving down the street adjacent to her house when he speaks again. “He didn’t do anything wrong.”

Now, she thinks she understands the justification that has been going through his head. “He did it, you told me as much.”

Without taking his eyes off of the road, he reaches for the dash. She notes that he is careful not to touch her. He opens the dash and withdraws his hand quickly as if something has burned him. She peers into the dash. An identical stash of counterfeit bills to the ones she had found in his brother’s room is staring back at her. Her eyes burn. 

“Where did you get this?” 

“I made it.”

Silence. 

“Do you understand now?” He presses. 

She sits back. “How could I have gotten it wrong?”

He’s still not looking at her. “You made an assumption.”

He’s driving down her street now, but slowly, as though there is more he wants to say. “You let him take the blame.You told me that he was guilty.”

“I never said that.”

She realizes that he’s right. He never said that. “You said that he was capable of this.”

“That’s hardly an endorsement that he actually did it.”

He parks in front of her house. She tries the handle but finds it locked. His voice washes over her. “You put an innocent man behind bars.”

“Only because you lied to me.”
“I didn’t lie.”

“You withheld, it’s practically the same thing.”

He shrugs. “If that’s what clears your conscience but my words don’t excuse your actions.”

“You could’ve said something. You should’ve said something when you had to testify.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because he’s your brother.”

“I don’t love either of you that much.” 

At some point, he has unlocked the door and she is practically throwing herself out of the car. His next words are drowned out in the slam. He watches her walk to her front door and fidget with her keys. He begins to reverse out of the driveway. “Goodbye Josephine.”Her back remains turned to him until he is gone and then, as though she has heard his words, she says “Goodbye David.”


sCOTland

On her first morning in the most beautiful place on earth, she hiked the mountain again. The sun had not yet risen and it was a tiring hike filled with spiraling paths and flesh biting pebbles but what was waiting at the top was worth it. It was a sea of multi-colored buildings with the usual bustle of night lights illuminating the city. Here, she thought, was where everything would fall into place. Here, she thought, was where her dreams had come to pass; it was where she had made her promise to return to this most beautiful place. The first time she was here, she had watched the queen sip tea under the protection of a circus tent while she accepted the carefully planned greetings of the attendees. It was a history that she ached to be a part of; but one she had thought she was destined to admire from afar. Now, so early in the morning, she watched the workers tirelessly raise the tents; she watched them arrange the lawn chairs with just the proper distance between each one. It was as the sun announced its presence that the wheel finally came full circle.