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
Doors Of Opportunity, 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
Artillery Factory, 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
A Changing Season, By: Andrew Cyr
It was just after Christmaswhen my life turned upside down.Lacy white flakes still laced the dead grass.Kayla left a note that she slapped on the fridgewhere she knew I’d shift items for a beer.I realized she was serious when she didn’t walkthrough the door after work.I sank into my chair, tracing where my lifehad gone wrong.Days turned into weeks that crept into monthsoff … [Read more...] about A Changing Season, By: Andrew Cyr
Angel Without Wings, By: Andrew Cyr
It was winter in the Northwest.And our suburban homewas warm, but you could sledon my icy heart.I gazed out my bedroom window.Was I supposed to believe?Because I didn’t understandanything other than the rateof my failure.The success rateover such a datespelled disastrous ambitionbut that’s becauseI disregarded the warning signsand lacked acceptanceof the blame and the painI’d … [Read more...] about Angel Without Wings, By: Andrew Cyr