“What is love, really,” he asked, placing his glass in the table and looking pitifully across the table at her, “is it really just a serial heartbreak… A death by a thousand cuts? Am I to wait hopelessly for it to devour me?” “Yes.” She took his hand and met his sadness with compassion, “YouContinue reading “What is Love, Really?”
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Pregnant
The cat walked like a drunken sailor on a three day bender for a few steps before plopping heavily onto her side. She was ripe to give birth soon and unable to propel herself more than a few yards at a time. “There you are.” She felt herself being lifted, swollen belly and all. “We’veContinue reading “Pregnant”
Jeremiah
My Darling Jeremiah, Do you remember the first time I brushed against you, at the take out window at The Fisherman’s Cove in Old Orchard Beach? A sudden downpour had taken the summer tourists by surprise, forcing all of us into a tight crowd underneath the overhang. I stood close to you and wasContinue reading “Jeremiah”
Love Language in Translation
She craved his loving attention: afternoon strolls on the bike path, bearing their souls together through a long night of talking or maybe just lazy afternoons watching movies… But he couldn’t stay still and so when he was done running around, long after she had eaten and gotten ready for bed, he called to askContinue reading “Love Language in Translation”
Meet Cute
Is it cliche if our eyes met Across a crowded room The music stopped And the only sound Was my heart beating Wildly in my chest? Is it too familiar If I stood and Dreamily made my way Ever closer and closer Never taking my eyes From his face? Because it’s how it happened HowContinue reading “Meet Cute”
Painful Love
We met in the smoldering ruins of past relationships. I found your eyes as you sat in your rickety chair, relating your exquisite pain. How could I forget the unmistakable mustiness of the room, the scraping of metal folding chairs or the burnt coffee served in Styrofoam cups? It could have been any circleContinue reading “Painful Love”
Loving on the Edge
As luck would have it, the expected battle was taking place on the river bank below my apartment window, which meant I could watch. Even luckier, it was nighttime so I could watch sneakily. I turned out the lights and slowly and quietly eased the window open in spite of the frigid evening. My view overlooksContinue reading “Loving on the Edge”
Natolie Webb 