I remember talking to you, happy, smiling, joyous, free. Soft and teasing green eyes cross the waters, the zones, to me.   I remember seeing you through that small square box, chocolate-brown hair at best the clear, sweet peal of your laughter that rang from your chest.   I remember your silence. One moment you … Continue reading Remember

Needs Must

Frank As always, last night had been another well-crafted mistake. In between perhaps his third Hurricane or the second absinthe shot, his night had become a kaleidoscope of colours, sounds, and excitement. An endless rollercoaster of drinks, narcotics, and over exuberance that he knew he would regret in the morning. And he was beginning to … Continue reading Needs Must