Andrew Cyr

On a brisk Seattle morning,Dylan caught me, a thinker,hook, line, and sinkerwhen she fishedfor a lover on a site with profiles.She scrolled to mine.Dylan bit her bottom lip.She wondered what my browneyes said behind closed doors,and whether she could kiss my thick lips.It’s what she imagined,so told the story often,especially when people asked how we met.Dylan’s eyes lit upand … [Read more...] about Caught For Keeps, By: Andrew Cyr

A profound exchangeamong seductive tryststhat I avoided for Natalia.Natalia wore the key to my hearton a necklace.Natalia fidgeted with itwhen she wonderedwhether what we had was forever.And had I cheated, I had in mindwhat would happen.Betrayal would’ve tappedme on the shoulder.I’d manipulate conceptsto reword memoriesthat knitted trustto define still shots of lifeand defy the … [Read more...] about Betrayal Free, By: Andrew Cyr

I hit my headlights and shifted gearslike a knife through hot butter,trailing the freeway,and passing small towns and carsas though they stoodstill in an irreparable excuseof timeless memories.I sipped cold coffeeto chase fatigue to sleep.Smudged portraits of Kinsleyand I surfacedback before she took me for granted.Kinsley left for Seattle.We grew up in a dust bowlthree hours … [Read more...] about Love Drove Us Back Together, By: Andrew Cyr

Natalia invited me to a coffee shopto talk about her new flame.She wanted my opinion.And she knew I’d give it.Even if Natalia didn’t like it,she’d accept my opinion.She’d thank me for being a friend.I wanted more but didn’t want to loseour friendship.I’d seen her off on several datesover the last five years.She’d swing by and twirl around,asking me what I thought.I couldn’t say … [Read more...] about Secret Crush, By: Andrew Cyr

The cloud-shrouded mooncast serene shadows.Nancy cut the headlightsas we approachedthe country roadto my parents’ home.The kitchen light was on,but the living room light was off.The white paint and blue trimscreamed attention.Mom wasn’t on the porch swing.A sign I was cool with.I helped her new husbandcomplete the oak-built porchover the summer.The tires crunched over … [Read more...] about Home Before Love, By: Andrew Cyr