Andrew Cyr

I shot upright,rubbing my eyesin a cold sweat.I swiveled my gazeacross the room.It’s me, and that’s all.I released the suspendedtension in my chest.I saw Jenna again.She hiked a trail,asking me which way to go.I knew what I meant.But what I said made no sense.Last night, I saw her at the beach.I told her we could figure it out together.Jenna smiled and opened her mouthto form a … [Read more...] about Thanksgiving Dream, By: Andrew Cyr

I dressed as myself for a Halloween party.Nothing scares me more than falling in love,and the horror of waking up alone haunts me.As a wallflower, I sip a beer—a shitty beer.I shift my gaze through the crowd.A woman’s eyes align with mine.I take a sip and turn my head.I take another sip and return my gaze.This woman still has eyes for me.I remember her from somewhere.Maryanne.I … [Read more...] about The Horror Of Love, By: Andrew Cyr

Salem wore tatted sleevesand a tank top over her shoulders.Guys like me don’t approachgals like Salem.We just don’t.I built the courage to forgetwho I was and roleplay the personthat my counselor guided me to see.And now, I see what Salem sawin me before I feigned ignoranceof her name.I held it together.Salem covered her mouth,hiding a nervous giggle.I wanted to turn and … [Read more...] about Salem’s Witch Trial, By: Andrew Cyr

When love arrives, the chills provide me no favor.Not because the clarity escapes serendipitybut because the apprehension of the unseen haunts me.More than fighting just because I hit the groundrunning through fields of us,laying in carnations, back at seventeen. I found the answers back when we were younger.I begged life to soften its grip on my bad luck.I’d been alone … [Read more...] about Love Is Scary, By: Andrew Cyr