My husband said, "I want a divorce."

I said, "Could you please pass the salt?"

We’re falling stars, you and me. Just us, the universe, and the inevitability of mortality.

“You will not withstand the storm” it quietly whispered

“I am the storm” she replied

Me, the center of attention? I've got nothing to qualify, just trying to be myself.

One thing kept him

from taking his own life;

His brother died to save it.

When she discovered her superpower was spinning illusions,

She realized nothing had ever been real.

My mind cannot reassemble. It went with the wind when you demanded I be silent.

Wrapped in ivy, there was a door. She twisted the handle, opened it, stepped inside.