*LOVE GONE WRONG*
Brought roses home. Keys didn’t fit.
I met my soulmate. He didn’t.
What’s your return policy on rings?
Strangers. Friends. Best friends. Lovers. Strangers.
*DEATH OF A CHILD*
The smallest coffins are the heaviest.
Birth certificate. Death certificate. One pen.
Ever seen chalk outlines that small?
What’s left: training wheels, broken helmet.
Child’s school: Shooting. Caller ID: School.
*DEATH OF A LOVED ONE*
Finally spoke to her. Left flowers.
Siri, delete Mom from my contacts.
It’s our fiftieth, table for one.
When you died, Christmas died too.
Born a twin, graduated only child.
I still make coffee for two.
*DEATH OF SOMEONE IN THE ARMY*
An only son, a folded flag.
Dad left; a flag came back.
Uniforms ring the doorbell. God, no.
*SUICIDE*
One bullet is a lifetime supply.
One bullet was cheaper than therapy.
Jumped. Then I changed my mind.
Wrote note. Took pills. Now…wait.
Suicide note marked: Return to sender.
My mom never wanted me anyway.
*MISCELLANEOUS ABOUT DEATH*
Goodbye mission control. Thanks for trying.
We’re naming the disease after you.
Just Married! Read the shattered windshield.
He hit send, then a tree.
Cancer, only three months left. Pregnant.
The sign said stop, I didn’t.
ILLNESS IN LOVED ONE
Introduced myself to mother again today.
I’m faking Alzheimer’s. said Granddad. Again.
We’re naming the disease after you.
*BEING LEFT ALONE/NOT BEING ACCEPTED/NOT BELONGING*
My Dads met at Bible camp.
Goodbye mission control. Thanks for trying.
Voyager still transmitted, but Earth didn’t.
Mom taught me how to shave.
I just saw my relfection blink.
Sorry soldier, shoes sold in pairs.
Does Santa love rich kids more?
Passengers, this isn’t your captain speaking.
Mom says I can’t call anymore
*RAPE*
No Dad, don’t touch me there!
She said no, he didn’t care.
- Rancho Cucamonga, California
- JoinedMay 7, 2013
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