When I think of that bedroom,with the cold, suburban wood floor,Rene’s sultry grin welcomesme with an alluring gazeswept into the focus of my presence,reeling snapshots of tense nightsladened with passion.The candle-lit memories alonecarry romance in the palm of their hand.As Rene spilled into my arms,the flame dancedand the wax melted the brown sugar.The room we’d slept in for … [Read more...] about Screw Renting, By: Andrew Cyr
Behold The Healer, By: Andrew Cyr
Natalia said healingwas in the beholder’s eye.But my sight for faithmissed the markat the first site we met.What I did and didn’tdo boiled regret like a stewin my spirit.I dropped to a kneeand promised to inhalethe fresh air, and toopen my eyes to the possibilityof mending fences over brokenboundaries would stitchour faith in each other togetherforever.Natalia wrapped her long, … [Read more...] about Behold The Healer, By: Andrew Cyr
Perfected In Weakness, By: Andrew Cyr
Why do I love Keara?Loving her broken soulhas weaved its way throughthe shyness that binds ustogether in a bed of gold and red leaves.I find pleasure in dreary weather.The raindrops bounced off my faceto roll off my cheekslike the sweat flowing over my brows.What could be better?A plastic face tremorsin disgrace as I facethe fear my closetclosed without my permission.I opened … [Read more...] about Perfected In Weakness, By: Andrew Cyr
Sick Call, By: Andrew Cyr
Three years ago,I arrived home from workearly to see my wifein bed with her fling.I had flowers in one handand a bottle of winein the other hand.And after using his faceas a punching bag,I had a probation officer.That was in the past, though.I had a hallow shell withinme that took pleasure in littleof anything at all.That is, until I met Hannahat, of all places, a dive … [Read more...] about Sick Call, By: Andrew Cyr
Closet Kiss, By: Andrew Cyr
It was late 2023 when a home for sale caught my attention.Intrigued, I phoned Jenna, the realtor, and asked to see the place.After a thorough assessment of my finances by a lender, Jenna met me at the two-story house on the same day.As we conversed, I took in the house’s beauty. A calm expression washed over me, even though the weather was frosty and bleak. I jingled coins in … [Read more...] about Closet Kiss, By: Andrew Cyr