The Switch

"Keep knocking, and the joy inside will eventually open a window and look to see who's there."
-Rumi

It’s cold and dark. The power is out. We light a small fire and clutch separate comforters for warmth. I stumble through the darkness alone and fumble for the switch, hoping to turn the lights back on. On. Off. On. Off.

It’s still dark, and I’m still cold.

I check the fuse box. The current of blame is enough to cause a short circuit. I place one hand over my heart, the strongest generator of love and forgiveness. The current surges through me with a light I have long since forgotten.

The power will fail. We will fail.

It doesn’t matter who reaches for the switch.

Self-esteem

Whether you buy your garments from a cheap or expensive stores, they only last for so long. Eventually, they turn into rags, exposing the parts you so desperately try to hide.

The shops are closed today. All you are left with is a mirror and an unopened bottle of perfume, scented with self.

You wear them like a second skin, because they are all you have.

Morning Answer

I seek refuge in the shadows of elusive dreams. Suspended between a sleep and wakeful state, I float through clouds of questions. Can I heal them, love you, understand her, or even trust myself?

The morning replies in streams of slanted light, as I ride them down to the earth, the place where I was born.

And I begin again.

Redefining Love

We sleep on opposite island ends of our bed. You reach across the crinkled surface of ocean blue sheets between us. Like waves, your fingers curl over my palm, then break against a familiar shore. Memories seep into my sands, as I beg you not to recede.

Holding hands, holding her, holding you, holding on, I am reminded of our beginning, and how much has changed. As I rock her in my arms and you in my heart, I accept this new definition of love.

Sweet Surrender

"There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
-Anais Nin

I surrender to this new family.