Beer, coffee, writing and tampons

November 10th, 2008

OK, there are many more reasons than this, but after staying with Chris for a week I had to share a few reasons why he’s one of the best friends a girl could have:
5. He lives in the awesome downtown of Athens, Ga., and we can walk to like 100 bars or something crazy like that.
4. [...]


Day One without you

November 9th, 2008

Even Italian coffee doesn’t warm this heart
today because I drink it alone
He is in the next room
but he is not you
He is a tea-drinker, may not be a perfect fit
but I refuse to let myself think of coffee mugs
yours and mine, together on shelf in our new home
or the smell of fresh roast on Sunday morning
even cappucinos [...]


I am addicted to coffee.

September 29th, 2008

It started my sophomore year of high school. My parents are coffee drinkers, and they always had a fresh pot around. I never paid much attention to it, as coffee was for “grown ups.”
Then one morning, after a late-night phone conversation with Kyle, I was bemoaning to him between classes that I was tired and it [...]


Poetry assignments

September 15th, 2008

I have a minor in Creative Writing from Winthrop University. Between that and my mass communication (print journalism) degree, when I was in college, I was constantly writing. After college, I got a job as an editor/designer, and I stopped writing. For a long time.
I longed to get it back, and eventually I started writing [...]


Sunday morning

May 8th, 2008

Spring lives here where sunrise greets
weekend coffee and conversation
Trust and truth rests – in your lap,
my feet – in my hand, a newspaper
Did you know, dear, that the world has stopped
understanding but we know our demons, and we know
our angels, and this day you are the guardian
of my heart – the town might talk and [...]


Friends who move away for romance

April 26th, 2008

We ponder love over cups of coffee
Stay or move on
Big Apple or Queen City
Sometimes fate happens when you leave it
And a ticket for $5 could change your life
“I found myself” you will declare
On an Internet bulletin board
The Libra has an Aries moment
We celebrate with booze and tears
Live in the moment because the next one –


Your hand found mine

January 1st, 2008

A heat where warmth should have been
A forbidden fruit, a familiar friend
You rubbed my hair I touched your knee
You called me beautiful
I knew I was weak
Mixed with passion were your apologies
I memorized your sighs
It begins and ends with tonight.
My heart breaking before my eyes 
Knowing it’s wrong but unwilling to stop
Will you ever ever forgive what [...]