Pain in Prose

Pain in Prose -Kim V I loved you when I did not love myself. Could never imagine myself without the shine of your love on my skin. Never saw myself with my own eyes but yours. I was powerless to only you. Surrendered my dignity, my self-respect, my soul to be yours. Cry myself toContinue reading “Pain in Prose”

Last Night

Last Night: A Short Story By: Kim Vasquez I woke up to the smell of coffee wafting through my tiny apartment. My eyelids fluttered open and stung as the sun shined through the blinds of my window. My head hurt, and my throat was parched. “What the hell happened last night?” I croaked. I couldContinue reading “Last Night”