A Book Falls (By Cat Matchuk)
A book falls, I fall.
The proper thing to do is to pick it up, dust it off and hold it close to your heart.
Not me, not this time.
A Book Falls
Author: cmlalondewrites
Why Him?
I feel compelled to write about my new tattoo, especially because a couple reactions were, “why him?” Follow me on a short but wonderful journey of self discovery and mild ink addiction.
Runaway Swan Song
Runaway Swan Song (By Cat Matchuk)
Although I haven’t climbed these stairs in years
they always sound the same
under my feet.
Creak and splinter
in the same spots. Continue reading “Runaway Swan Song”
Insomnia
Insomnia (By Cat Matchuk)
I only see you in dreams.
Don’t dwell on it
Don’t think about what could have been Continue reading “Insomnia”
Roots
Roots (By Cat Matchuk)
In the middle of a headache
I imagine my nerves are the roots of a tree. Continue reading “Roots”
Old Friend
Old Friend (By Cat Matchuk)
A gentle caress from familiar fingertips
a longing to be wrapped up,
completely surrendering
to a past intoxication. Continue reading “Old Friend”
She Did This to Herself
She Did This to Herself (By Cat Matchuk)
These bones are iron
to sink
and shake.
She did this to herself. Continue reading “She Did This to Herself”
Cat M. Lalonde 