Miscellaneous Writings and Musings


A genie and her rock band

(Novel and Short Stories)

Steal Tomorrow

Steal Tomorrow
Murder, Mystery, First Love, and the End of the World

(Novel and Short Stories)

My Books and Stories

My Books and Stories
Where to Buy, Read, Download

À mon ami

I miss you
(without missing you);
lost chance
to explain,
though you will never
my words
my mind
my heart.

Was it opportunity
or crisis
that made you walk away?
Too near the chasm.
Stall for time.
Do anything
but open up your soul
and question what’s inside.

Change hurts.

Now days grow long,
reminding me
of other summers’ fires,
and so my gripe is this:
We could’ve tamed
our memory,
shared a laugh,
(thank god that’s over),
but you turned your back
refused to see complexity
in me,
while I recognized
(with fond and knowing smile)
the contradiction
in you.

Bonne chance, mon ami. 

NOTE: This is a Three Word Wednesday Post.