by erikalee | Jun 24, 2019 | Blog, Short Stories
I heard the laugh, the laugh of my broken heart: sweet, giddy, princess-like and eminently endearing. I wanted to walk over to her, take her into my arms and breathe in her baby smell, feel the endorphins calming my guilty pain, the black aching mass...
by erikalee | Jun 24, 2019 | Blog, Poems
I missed you this time around again, though you are here all along, behind, inside, deep inside; buried where I found you. Walk away. Walk away. Next time will be better. Я скучал по тебе на этот раз снова, хотя ты здесь все время, сзади, внутри, глубоко внутри;...
by erikalee | Jun 24, 2019 | Poems
Invaluable; unworthy. Disappointed; maladroit. Weak, magnificent, Ponderously incalculable. … Stupefied; no wonder He wept.
by erikalee | Jun 24, 2019 | Poems
My heart will wander through the clouds. It does become enrapt. And I, obsessed, with string in hand envision all that sense has lacked while shallow winds whisk my corporeal kite away, away, and out of sight.
by erikalee | Jun 24, 2019 | Blog, Poems
September heaves her last hot heartfelt breath; My hollow chest relinquishes your hold, As reddening leaves in readiness for death, Portend the coming emptiness of cold. Without your gentle wisdom all seems lost; Like leaves of gold your essence falls to dust....
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