Hush Stories

The scent of cinnamon and roasted turkey lingered in our cozy home as we prepared to host our very first Thanksgiving for both sides of the family. I was excited and thankful for the ornate tableware that I found in the local store. My husband, Paul, suggested my mother-in-law would particularly like them. I arranged the table carefully with vibrant harvest decorations, the promise of laughter, and shared stories hanging...

Words tumble from my tongue, Breaking and burdening the breeze. Things I never meant to say,Sounds that should not have met my lips.  Pooling in the ether,Wavering before you, Dancing like bait,My edible heart.  Everything I can't say and all the things that I can,Swarming the silence,Tangling in time.  Mind filling with fear and wonder,Fingers slipping between my teeth, I think. I fear. I wonder.  I cling to the silence...