Author Archives: kschaiff1023

This is the poem I carry with me while I am in the UK Holder of my heart Oceans separate us now Temptation is here

It hangs on the wall, shining and silver. It draws the eye to it, large and demanding attention. Though it has seen better days, is glass cracked from some fall or a lost temper, it stills displays its contents with … Continue reading →

Sheek, short, honey hair styled to perfection. An empty expression on her face as she waits in line for her coffee. Ear buds shoved in her ear showing her disinterest for interaction with those around her. Though her expression is … Continue reading →

This is how you load a gun. This is how you hold the gun so you don’t shoot anyone. You always call the dog like this. This is how the dog looks when he’s found a bird. You flush the … Continue reading →

Silver, scratched, key missing, needed, heavy, many wires, smudged, connection, personal, well used.

A narrow bedroom, but deep. A narrow bed with cheap linens meant only to last during my stay. There is already clothing scattered on the ground and clutter on the writing desk. There is no closet but a tall skinny … Continue reading →