When I drank and drove,something happened.It always did.I left fate’s decision in my hands.I gave up drinking when I found Jesus.But beautiful women became my vice.Only I had no say.Something will happen.It always does.With the bottle, I could just put it away.I could chalk up my flaws to an emptybottle of booze in the back seat.I met a woman who gave up drinking,and she asked … [Read more...] about Something Will Happen, By: Andrew Cyr
Taxi Reflections, By: Andrew Cyr
I met Moreen in March of ‘94.I was doing what I never did.I was going on a date with Moreen.We met in the personal sectionof the newspaper.We chatted for over a week.I sent her a picture in an email.Moreen did the same.Her deep blue eyes jumpedfrom behind the frecklesthat camouflage her sun-kissed skin.Moreen’s long, dark red hairwrapped around her neck.She pressed her luscious … [Read more...] about Taxi Reflections, By: Andrew Cyr
Loneliness Sabotaged, By: Andrew Cyr
I stopped before exiting the church’s double glass doors. The sermon resonated well, but I cursed just as well. I grabbed my coat from the hanger. I pulled, but the zipper wouldn’t budge.Lacy flakes accumulated and spread across the parking lot, frosting the skeletal hickory trees.“Need help?” a woman’s sweet voice said as though she needed to put in her good deed for the … [Read more...] about Loneliness Sabotaged, By: Andrew Cyr
Finding Love At A Wedding, By: Andrew Cyr
“Why am I still single?” I raked my fingersthrough my thick, blond hair.I loosened my tie and moved to the balcony.I attended a friend’s weddingand wished I hadn’t.Evergreen trees and the landscapesilhouetted the spacious backyard.Tufts of dead grass pokedthrough gold and red leaves.The reflective lake mirrored the sky.The moon drafted the stars to alignbefore I knew what … [Read more...] about Finding Love At A Wedding, By: Andrew Cyr
Dragging A Wedding, By: Andrew Cyr
The cloud-shrouded moonlightstretched into the brisk evening.Escaping a wedding date,I sank into my leather reclinerand sipped a frosted wine cooler.I flipped through the channelsand settled on Dateline.I grabbed a cigarette from my breast pocket.It dangled from the corner of my mouth.I held a lighter to my lips.I took a drag, held it,and blew the anxiety through my … [Read more...] about Dragging A Wedding, By: Andrew Cyr




