Andrew Cyr

I traveled down the 405after another week’s work.I loosened my tie with one handand gripped the wheel with the other hand.It was only a fifteen-minute driveand thirty minutes with thick traffic.The weekend arrived.But I had nothing to doand no one to do it with.I’d soak up the darkness on a gloomyweekend, eating TV dinners for dinner.Come Monday, I’ll tell co-workersabout the … [Read more...] about Repaired Faith, By: Andrew Cyr

It was March in Seattle.The mirage-stalked moonhid in plain sight.An army of stars pokedthrough obscure clouds.I spotted the open signat Erickson’s Bar & Grill.It was a new log cabinconverted into a barthat Holly wanted to try.I pulled into a parking lotwith bright lightsand smooth pavement,which guided me to a newlypainted parking spot.I intended to do to her what she did … [Read more...] about Holly’s Math, By: Andrew Cyr

Dark skeletal trees edged in whiteand drifts piled high beside the driveways.I started the last class untilI graduated from collegeat Central University.I put off English,so procrastination caughtme in disguise.My new English professorexudes a complicated aurabaked in euphoria.Ms. Olivia used storiesto teach us how to write.Ms. Oliva wore skirts thatdraped below her … [Read more...] about Sensual Professor, By: Andrew Cyr

Just when I neededto enter a storefor some smokesI approacheda closed door.After dark, twinklingstars applauded the evening.I pushed curse wordsthat cast a vapor throughthe Pacific Northwestwinter chill that bitmy tongue as my resolutionhad been to pause my swearing.Such was the storyof my life on supportunplugged from love’s arms.One door after anotherwas closed.Could the … [Read more...] about Doors Of Opportunity, By: Andrew Cyr

The year switchedto a new day with hopefor 365 second chancesto stifle mindsfrom sending artillery.Rainy Seattle stuckme here with a jobthat Dad got me.I smudged greasefrom my handsonto my faceat the factory.My forehead glistenedand the grease trailedover my browand stung my dry eyes.I blinked my lasheslike windshield wipersremoving light rain.I used a tissue to stopthe … [Read more...] about Artillery Factory, By: Andrew Cyr