I find myself terrible at goodbyes. I hold onto a hope, a wish like a penny, that some things are forever existing, waiting and wanting to come back to me. Hellos are even harder; like sunshine in the snow. There is a wintry chill in the air, a reminder this won't last forever because snow … Continue reading Goodbyes & Hellos – RL & Kristiana Reed
They said the pieces would never fit. My edges were too pointy, too different. I said I didn’t mind if it meant looking for years, in all sorts of places, be it bars, parks, forests or beaches, to find all the parts of me. I was desperate to learn where I’d belong, how much I’d … Continue reading Jigsaw (from All The Lonely People)
I go to the woods to feel safe; when I know, alone, walking deeper until I'm lost, I am little Red to the Wolf. Still, my heart rests. It doesn't switch between fight or flight like it does in the moment I approach a bus stop full of people and cross to the other street. … Continue reading The Sound Sunlight Makes
There are tiny ghosts in my kitchen. The first one I found swimming in the sugar pot. It holds the spoon whenever I go in and grapples with wispy fingers. Eventually I pull free but my tea still tastes bitter despite the half spoonful of sugar. The second sits and cracks the tops … Continue reading Tiny Ghosts
I wrote an SOS into my flesh. I announced there was someone in my head, in my home, in my heart; she was bitter and unkind. I pleaded with the muddy water and with my tears. I denounced my reflection and then pulled the same woman into my arms and told her not to worry, … Continue reading In My Home
I read a short story by Lorrie Moore about loving a man who always insists on letting your cat outside. It reminded me of you. You insisted on doing the same; insisting I was silly for thinking he would get run over, when cats get run over all of the time. Sure, cat … Continue reading Housebound Cat
The most liked piece in 2018 on My Screaming Twenties. Thank you all for your support. I'm excited for what 2019 holds and the release of my debut poetry collection in the Spring. Therapy On our first date I told you I'd dated two before you. The first, Liza was blonde, stern but … Continue reading Therapy [Top 5 of 2018]
The second most liked piece in 2018 on My Screaming Twenties She She visited me tonight, pressed her hand against my heart, caught my breath in her palm and asked me if I felt, her anger, her apathy and dismay. She visited me tonight, pulled apart each knuckle and asked me how, many … Continue reading She [Top 5 of 2018]
The third most liked piece in 2018 on My Screaming Twenties Being Myself It's been brought to my attention I search for happiness in other people instead of myself, in a culture of self love, self care, mindfulness and meditation although they might just be the same thing. I convince myself every morning that … Continue reading Being Myself [Top 5 of 2018]
The fifth most liked piece in 2018 on My Screaming Twenties Breathe With Me Without her, he forgets how to breathe; he becomes a shore which only says goodbye sending waves away with seafoam kisses, his arms are crossed and his chest tight, water pooling by his toes never reaching his knees. A lonely shoreline … Continue reading Breathe With Me [Top 5 of 2018]
