Saturday, June 29, 2013

A Big Day for Wesley

A few months ago I learned that a short story of mine was going to be featured in a literary journal. As my first legitimate publication, it was a big day for me to see it online. I look forward from many 'big days' in the future, most of which will hopefully be unrelated to my literary endeavors. For now, I'm content to look up my short story everyday, just to know that it's there.

You can read "So Close to Heaven" here.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

What Do You See Out There?

"Mama?"
"Mm?"
"Mom?"
"Yes."
"I was wondering about dying."
"..."
"Lettie said that when you die a man with a white face and black robes comes and takes your soul right out of your mouth, and that your soul looks like the bud of a small white flower with a firefly trapped inside. I told Lettie she was a liar because I hadn't heard anything like that before and Lettie says a lot of things. But is it true? Is it really like that, Mama?"
"..."
"Mom?"
"Mm?"
"Is it true?"
"No dear, death isn't beautiful. Not like that."
"Is that why you wait by the window?"
"..."
"What are you looking for, Mama? What do you see out there?"

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Secrets in her Fists

She held her secrets in her fists
like birds still wanting breath.
But when she called I came to her
Walked between the shadows of trees
Felt autumn wind in our lungs
Counted the clouds.
I would have whispered "I love you,"
But they were just three words and
I was just one person with a heart
too small for words so big and it felt
cruel to say something possibly untrue.
I could see the reflections
of clouds in her eyes, moving slowly
away from us. She whispered "I love

the way the leaves whisper in the trees.
What are they saying, do you think?"