• Megan commented on the post, electrocute 5 years, 11 months ago

    He stands silently
    trying not to think,
    trying not to breath
    the musty smell of the jail.

    He thinks of cocaine,
    the soft white powder
    that he had abused
    so many times before.

    And wonders if, perhaps,
    it’s anything like
    ‘riding the lightening.’
    Maybe, he’s already dead.

  • Megan commented on the post, bowling 5 years, 11 months ago

    The pins fall
    all of them felled
    by one fat, stupid ball.

    Of course,
    this ball is hurled
    by a supreme force

    but who knows that?
    The pins?
    Surely not!

    They are lost in their world,
    in the cycle of
    being knocked over

    just to fall again.

  • Megan commented on the post, July 6 years, 4 months ago

    The bright blue sky of July made me think of sticking my toes into the warm soil of the farm and laying back to stare at the clouds that mocked us earthlings sweltering in the hot, still air by skimming over the rim of the world. Alas, I was in the concrete jungle, not a patch of free dirt to be found.

  • Megan commented on the post, solution 6 years, 5 months ago

    Solution… The aha moment of science, of politics, of life. A solution is the biggest gift you can give someone, I think. A solution to a family crisis, a small problem, a world changing issue, or a personal thing.

  • Megan commented on the post, charge 6 years, 6 months ago

    I was in charge. It’s just stressful. That’s the bottom line. Power is not worth the stress that comes with it. Look at our presidents. All of them younger looking when they go in, old as dirt and tired when they […]

  • Megan commented on the post, raised 6 years, 6 months ago

    I was raised as a girl in the deep South. I was raised on manners and fried chicken. I was raised on biscuits and religion. I’m proud of my heritage. I’ll let my twang shine. It tells you I was raised with sense.

  • Megan commented on the post, bury 6 years, 6 months ago

    He sat on the gravestone. He a buried his mother years ago, years he couldn’t even remember. His sister had died. His friends had each perished one by one, but he had always had her.
    Our Father who art in […]

  • Megan commented on the post, dominant 6 years, 6 months ago

    He looked down at me as I quailed underneath him, attempting to not show my fear, but as he ripped my trousers off of me and revealed my pure fruit I had to close my eyes and bite my lip. He lowered himself into […]

  • Megan commented on the post, mass 6 years, 6 months ago

    I stood in front of my people and spoke. How long could I stand and speak of… ‘deserving’ forgiveness? How can one deserve forgiveness? In the word, is give. Forgiveness is not taken but given, and I, even I, […]

  • Megan commented on the post, before 6 years, 6 months ago

    He sighed and wrote a note… the last note, maybe.

    He wouldn’t put the mushy things. There was no time for that. He put the serious things they had never talked about. He would miss her. He had wanted the […]