Out of the Dark

Out of the Dark

Her lips were stained with red wine and her face was drawn, ghostly even. Her long, raven hair was barely held together by two measly bobby pins. She didn’t even feign a smile as she opened the door to greet me. Her sadness carried a hint of shame- shame at...
Helping Her Let Go

Helping Her Let Go

“Have you seen them together?” she asked with false innocence. I had been expecting the inquiry—dreading it really. I was between two friends in that awkward way. I had known them as a couple. They had broken up. She still carried a torch for him. He had moved...
If Something Needs To Leave You

If Something Needs To Leave You

If something needs to leave you, you have to let it go. And you will. One way or another, that which must go will go. I married my best friend. We met when we were fourteen years old and began dating at seventeen. In many ways, we grew up together. His family became...
Women of Light

Women of Light

A dip down into brushfires, smoke in my hair, but the flames will never burn me. A skim across frozen waters, cold to the touch, but the frost will never bite me. I am of the moon and stars. A woman of light, of mire and might. Boundless and free, you can never...
One Day

One Day

    Everyone has heard the adage: One day at a time. In recovery it was one I needed to hear often. In those rooms of beautiful souls resolved to live better, I heard so many incredibly helpful things, but this one was always true. It could be said a million different...
When You’re Ready

When You’re Ready

  When all you have is a photograph, can the pain be contained in the frame? Does it live beneath the glass? Or does it pervade your veins like poison? Does it rip through you until you become it? Slowly, slowly… Slip down…down into darkness. They say that...
The Space

The Space

They sat in their garden facing one another and yet unable to look up. He wore sunglasses in any case. When she tried to see his eyes, she could not. Perhaps it was better that way. The space between them was heavy, laden with fear though they carried it differently....
Even Spirit Girls Get the Blues

Even Spirit Girls Get the Blues

“I’ll just warn you; I’m in a horrible mood,” I said as I opened my front door for my friend. I was draped in oversized black cotton from head to toe. She wore pink. I tried, pathetically, to pretend it didn’t annoy me. She smiled and bit...
No Stranger

No Stranger

  My old friend sat across from me waiting for me to finish my rant with infinite patience. Sitting on her plush beige chesterfield, I had my legs tucked up and underneath me; I was cold. The warm coffee mug in my hands was a blessing. “So how can I forgive...
Sight

Sight

The fear, the fear, that festering, unfathomable fear. That I’m alone in this. That I’m adrift with neither reed nor rock to anchor me. That fear sits in the pit of my stomach beneath kind words and good intentions, Beneath a heart that beats slow and...
She’ll Forgive the Stars

She’ll Forgive the Stars

She’ll forgive the stars when she gets there. Right now it’s rocks and shoots and things with roots, but she’ll get there. She’s caught in the tangled trill of the underground, turning over the same stones, tripping over the same branches, but...
Steps

Steps

I still remember how it was. I remember the anxiety and the nervous thoughts constantly passing through my mind. I recall the fear, the nasty comments I reserved only for myself and I can absolutely feel the compulsion again: That need to feel better, to fill up and...