Andrew Cyr

I take pride in the opinionthat I hold hostageas Logan’s heart murdersthe aspiration I havefor seeking to sleepwith women unknownto me in a bedthat I can alreadypicture as perfectin a perfect picture.But here I am.And there she is.Dressed in whiteas a victimless crimeof collapsing the wallthat kept us worlds apart.Naked beyond Adam and Evebecause we both knowright from … [Read more...] about Deconstructed Opinion, By: Andrew Cyr

A January Dear John letterand an empty houseand missing furniturepushed me over the edge.I told her I’d be home at night,but not a second after midnightand that was the last straw.Hannah returned to hermother’s home in Carolina.Quincy to Carolinawas a long stretch.I smoked a cigaretteand didn’t even smoke.I drove down the I-5with the windows down,playing System of a Down.All of … [Read more...] about Love Over A Downfall, By: Andrew Cyr

One day in January, I traversed the I-5to clear my headspace.I cranked up The Japanese House on the stereo.I drummed my thumb along the steering wheel’s edge.I shifted my attention to the evergreen treesstacked with white flakes tipping the tops.I returned my eyes to the road.A fucking deer trotted into the street.I pumped my brakesbut collided with the fucker.And now he’s dead … [Read more...] about Struggling With Reality, By: Andrew Cyr

January ushered in coolerWashington weatherthan the year before.An icy breeze pushedthrough my Army hoodie,and goosebumps formed.An unevenly lit hospitalwith a softer bed than my ownwas my second home.After Lora died,I’d been staying here for myown good, the doctor said.My fists bled as I swungthrough windows.This world took advantageof me enough for a lifetime.Maybe that’s why … [Read more...] about Gratitude In Death, By: Andrew Cyr

Nadia had a cigarettebetween both teeth.In the apartment next door,I’d heard when Nadia playedThe Aces’s record.I rubbed my face with my handsto drown out the sightof the sound of her album,playing The Aces again.Goddamn The Aces.Night, day, or anytimein between, she’d be dancingto the songs of the beats I heardbut I memorized the wordswithout a second thought.I’d sing the … [Read more...] about Lovely Album, By: Andrew Cyr