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
Deconstructed Opinion, By: 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
Love Over A Downfall, 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