End

He learnt, many years later, that his was a heart made of stone.

That explained all the sinking.

Link

My spine is a bridge

for the sounds I make

and the heat of your hands

a wizened guide

leading me to serenity.

Step on a dog's tail, and hear it bark for dear life.

Home

If I were inside you, I would weep as hard as I want to, in the hopes that my tears could flood every burning inch of you, and put the flames to peace.

Everyone Has Heard Everything Before

Every morning, he woke to find himself jumping off the edge. Life's greatest tragedy, he would reflect moments later, was that the current would always stubbornly push him back up to safety. Amongst the stale smells of dry fruits and dead love, everyone figured out what they found lacking in their meals. They made up for it by adding a dash of bitterness or a pinch of guilt or a spoonful of shame, depending on the weather. In utter disdain for the finer things in life, he developed a taste for eating rubber shoes. It helped him keep the boredom out of his mouth.

She floated through from time to time, spraying prayers on the naysayer and the gnostic alike, hoping God would create them a bubble to keep them safe. When she found the scent of rubber where she had gone looking for his teeth, she walked him to the edge again. When he told her of the current, she bent over backwards, so he could walk along her rib cage to get to the other side.

"Go now. You are free."

"Why won't you come with me?"

The currents drowned her voice. He started searching, in turn, for sad eyes and warm smiles.

What's the point of a husk if it has no seed.

An Image

In these houses, surrounded by photographs of happy times, I have learned to regret the fact that the only memories we will have forged will mix into the salt of our tears, and as we wipe them away to hide our shame, we will forget why we fell, and stayed, in love for so long, for so much.