Andrew Cyr

I’d had nights,nights where I’d arrangeChristmas lightsover sleepless nights.I’d vacillate between wantinga single life or a family.I’d stare at the ceiling,wondering why Emma,a childhood friend, left herjacket in the back seat of my car,telling me she’d retrieve iton Christmas Day.I made it this far alone.What’s another couple of decades?Emma wants my attentionwith no one else … [Read more...] about Christmas Sorted Out Forever, By: Andrew Cyr

Discolored pine needles dustedan older blanket of snow.Light white flakes accumulatedyesterday, and the weathermancalled for the ground to swellwith inches more of the same tocome morning in this Yakima forest.The other day, I cut downand erected a tree in the living room.I adorned strands of silverand gold above the fireplace.I finished a Redhookand opened the shed and … [Read more...] about Christmas Crush Rekindled, By: Andrew Cyr

December had me under the weather.Sheets of ice stretched across the streets,blending to accumulate powderedsnow that plows pushedto either side of the road.I sat in my Jeep. The engine idled.I placed my hands directly in frontof the vents blasting hot air.Christmas lights blinkedthrough neighborhood homes.Silhouettes expanded over shrubsand lawns as the rays retreated for the … [Read more...] about Leah For Christmas, By: Andrew Cyr

I had a lot to learnabout the answersI never said I had.But they appearedwhen Becca’s eyeshollowed out.The rigidity of my jaw shutbefore I swallowed my jealousyover sleepless nights.I thrashed in my spirit’s burn pits.God appointed a guardian angelto help me drop an anchorattached to a grudge.Becca’s crooked grin and sultrywink extinguished the doubtthat I’d applied for the … [Read more...] about Forgiving Becca, By: Andrew Cyr

I was at my office, drumming my fingers along the desk. As I gazed out the window, I laughed as a lady missed the warning sign and lost her footing on the ice over fresh snow. She kicked air until she landed on her back. I waved Esmeralda over to catch a laugh. She gave me a neutral glance. A man helped the woman to her feet. Christmas music played. I returned to my office, … [Read more...] about Winter Twist, By: Andrew Cyr