Rekindling a decadeold high school flamehadn’t burned with a whisperof my lips lighting lettersthat I’d never send her,But I tested what I tastedone July evening.A dating site matched us.We made a date,and she arrived hours later.Lucy hit the doorbell.I fixed my beard and collarin the hall mirror.I opened the door,greeted her,and motioned her inside.Lucy’s Polo perfumereminded … [Read more...] about Chardonnay and Nostalgia, By: Andrew Cyr
Unexpected Love, By: Andrew Cyr
A Seattle hospital was the last placeyou’d catch me, yet there I was.If no one needed to knowwhat I found out about Erin,what good would it do? I breathed the truthover hazelnut coffeesweet like syrupto sip what’s leftin a cup of jittersthat had nothing on hervivacious connection. I could talk around her,but thinking had becomethat of a nature second to none. Erin … [Read more...] about Unexpected Love, By: Andrew Cyr
Mia’s Liberation, By: Andrew Cyr
Oliver planned to meet Miaat the river when the sun slippedbelow the horizon;he'd be there, and they'd escapethe weight of their religious parents.Mia prayed to decide wisely.She rolled down her passenger window.A river, reflecting the moon, flowed beyond the guardrail.Hills with stacks of evergreen treesrefreshed her lungs, replacing the city smog.Its calm motion softened the … [Read more...] about Mia’s Liberation, By: Andrew Cyr
Untangling Loneliness, By: Andrew Cyr
Asher cupped his brows, squintedpast a light that he couldn’t comprehend,and opened his eyesbecause colors didn’t pixelatethe way they had before he met Ellie. If Asher found love, the sign would arriveif the moon formed into a sliver.Then he’d know the woman Godhad in store for him was before him. Asher went on a blind datefor coffee, a walk, and a talk.A friend … [Read more...] about Untangling Loneliness, By: Andrew Cyr
Happy Ending, By: Andrew Cyr
Violet left to chat over coffee with her best friend on a Saturday morning. If the weather permits, they’ll go shopping. Levi sat on the maroon sectional and turned pages in the Seattle Times. He shook his head. A mix of frustration and resignation crossed his face. The black ink read like a diary letter addressed to whatever hysteria would sell. The more things remain without … [Read more...] about Happy Ending, By: Andrew Cyr