There are words you never forget Like a chorus that plays over and over in your head The sounds of your last breathe Why did this road lead to your death? Life, oh so cruel, to steal us away from you Your last words, “goodnight baby” Forever seared into my ears Stained with my tears Held together by my fears How could I go on … Continue reading Goodnight Baby
Anna sat starting at the three envelopes and several pieces of blank paper. “Make a mental note to fire yoga instructor,” her brain said to herself. Sighing, she grabbed a pen and a sheet of paper. Write with reckless abandonment she thought. “Easier to write with a shot down,” she said. Taking a deep breath, she could feel a battle of wills coming on. The one … Continue reading Letting Go
Looking in the mirror, I see a stranger. She looks like me, she talks like me. But she is not me. She is a former version of me. She is lies, hatred, brutality, fear. Looking in the mirror, I see a former me. Scared of her words. Petrified by her actions. Rejected by her own heart. Imprisoned by her own body. Looking in the mirror, … Continue reading Looking in the Mirror
You were covered in lies. Lies I wanted to hear. Lies of the heart. Each word, each breathe. Each touch, each kiss. Lies I wanted hear. Lies of the heart. Each heartbeat, each tear. Each lie a small confession of truth. © 2013 Shelia Taylor All rights reserved Continue reading Lies
“How long has she been out there?” “She’s been waiting since before sunrise,” Celeste said to James as he stared at the window towards Marion. She sat motionless in the lotus position in the center of the yard. Turning, he looked at Celeste. “Waiting? Waiting for what?” Celeste shrugged her shoulders. “She’s not talking or at least she isn’t talking to me.” James crossed his … Continue reading Waiting
This was the soundtrack to Barfly Barfly by Ray LaMontagne This song truly inspired the first chapter of the book. I was listening to the song and watching the rain fall outside. The first chapter just flowed from my fingertips. I loved the lyrics: “Slow down, you’re moving to fast. Kiss me before you go, I’m going nowhere baby.” Pizza and Wine by Marvelous 3 This … Continue reading Barfly: Music Playlist
“I am not wearing this dress,” I said and walked into my living room. Walsh let out a slow whistle. “Gross, you’re my brother.” “It does look good on you,” Mika added. “It’s too tight,” I said, tugging at the waist of the dress. “I’ll suffocate while I’m there. I need to be comfortable while I’m doing this reading. I don’t need to pass out … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Four
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Walsh asked. I shook my head. “Of course I’m not,” I answered, “but I have to.” He nodded and pushed the bundled stack of papers to me. “What are you going to say to him?” Running my hands over the papers, I shrugged my shoulders. “You haven’t given it any thought?” “Oh, I’ve given it thought. … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Three
I did write Stellan that letter like the cab driver suggested. I folded it up, put it in an envelope, and placed it on my kitchen counter. It’s now two weeks later and it is still sitting on my kitchen counter. I never knew how long two was exactly until now. Two weeks is fourteen days. Two weeks is three hundred and thirty six … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Two
After seventy-two plus hours of not hearing from Stellan, I hauled my ass to a bar with Mika so I could sit and wallow in the comfort of a martini glass. “Have you been drinking all this time?” Mika asked. I shook my head. “Are you lying to me?” I shook my head and signaled the bartender for another drink. “I have copies of … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-One