loose threads

a smattering of things

Category: writing

  • Abstract appleTumbling toward tormentEyes cast up, big and brownFreckles on her noseMessy braids, a stalk of hay in onemy farm girl from the cityShe curls her fingers around mineand pushes up on her toesrubs her nose against minekisses meloves meand bounds off with my heart in her pocket.-rjm2015

  • Did you know that men have respect tanks that need to be topped off, like your car’s fuel tank? I imagine men going about their days, periodically glancing down to check their respect gauge. I bet some of them will see their tank full to the brim, huff and grouse while they tap the gauge…