Andrew Cyr

Magical yearnings baked in bedazzled eyestaken by surprise over Loren,a woman I’d met three Novembers ago.We’d lost contact aftershe left for Alabama.But here I sit, sipping coffee,a coat zipped to my chinas a palatable breeze brushes my cheek.I speak, but only my breathescapes as a vapor from my lips.I observe loversstrolling through the walkway,giving me advice with their … [Read more...] about November Rekindled, By: Andrew Cyr

Most people had Thanksgivingoff with family or what friendsthey hadn’t pushed away.I worked at the dinerand saw people you’d never expectto eat here for Thanksgiving.From the poorest of heartsto the wealthiest men in three-piece suits.I heard their stories.I never asked.I didn’t have to.They just needed someoneto talk to, not give goddamn advicejust listen.One day, I broke … [Read more...] about Thanksgiving Diner, By: Andrew Cyr

I signaled for silenceby pressing my fingerto my lips.I motioned to Holly for calm.And to keep it to herself.I could see the picturein her narrow eyesand crooked smile.I rested my hands on my hips,shifting my weight to my back foot.Meeting her gaze serenely,I knew which way to go.I held on to a burning silence.Holly played her partand returned in November.I should have known … [Read more...] about Burning Silence, By: Andrew Cyr

I shot a side glanceand slipped on someice in a Safeway parking lot.I dropped my gazeafter I dusted myself off.It was there.I shot upright.No, there.It was me trippingover my every word.In one direction,I kept stepping.Helena gripped my shoulder.She said nothing as she studiedmy face to place me in the familiarityof grins on a sea of facesfrom last Thanksgiving in a parking … [Read more...] about Thanksgiving In Bed, By: Andrew Cyr

The weatherman saidit was to be colderthis day.I spliced the blindswell before the city’ssins rose above a sunrise.The haze hung thick,as evidenced by peopleflashing their fog lights.People honked their hornsat other cars just as lateto work as they themselves.I sipped coffee, stilleyeing the townspeople.Terrified to leave,I worked from home.I thought a lot as I chilled alone.I … [Read more...] about Thanksgiving Weatherman, By: Andrew Cyr