Author: nlondon36

I want a soul mate, I said to my soul. She looked up from her knitting, her large jungle green eyes. Aren’t I enough? Well, I said, kind of, but you know, I get cold at night. I get lonely. I hear there’s a big big love out there just waiting. She came and sat … Continue reading alone together

I suspect there is a venn diagram we could draw to see how close we breathe to each other, the despair we share no matter our outer circumstances. The war, of course. The bomb shelled ruins. The threat of nuclear holocaust that is real again. We were children, practicing taking shelter under our school desks … Continue reading taking shelter

It’s early spring. We had four inches of snow the other night that melted by noon the next day. The coyotes are coming around and eating the food I leave out for them…the chopped meat I buy on sale at the supermarket, the bones they carry off to their den. There is a pair of … Continue reading in the midst of ash and bone

I traveled through thickets until I came to a clearing where I found my heart, drinking from the crystal blue waters of eternal life. I’ve looked everywhere for you, I said, out of breath. She appeared tired, and there were wounds in her side. What happened? I asked, stepping closer to examine the bright red … Continue reading love’s wounds

Fear lived in the basement, in the deep freeze. He’d come out when I was alone, touch me, chill me, turn me to ice. “You know no one’s home, right? They’re all dead. Gone. Poof.” He leaned against the stove, turned on a burner, let the ice melt off his fingers, gather into a puddle … Continue reading and then there was fear