Abandon Books The Emotionally Abusive Relationship, Men Who Hate Women, and The Women Who Love Them, The Manipulative Man, Don’t Call It Love, Abandoned books stacked on the coffee shop table waiting – waiting for her to return. © SB Joy, 2022 True story from many years ago. SB Joy
Cobbler What does the owner of “The Shoe Fixer” do all day long, in this world of disposable treads? Does he pretend to fly kites in Moscow, or play a friendly game of football on the blood stained stones of Tiananmen Square, trying to forget his Irene, with her lovely manicured feet and french manicured …
A Loss Every time I see a heart formed in stone laying alone on the beach or a well worn trail, I’m reminded of your cold shoulder and none of your tenderness. © SB Joy, 2022 The loss of best friend is never easy and it was mostly my doing. My struggle with discontent. SB …
Death of a Shoestring Wednesday my shoestring died, torn in half by my own hands. It was an awful bloody cotton mess; fray and fuzz all over the floor; an ordeal that required Valium, a wake and heavy drinking to celebrate and forget my lost comrade. © SB Joy, 2022
Becoming Two The growing distance between us Is measured in inseams and arms length Until Friday, when we awoke You in Alaska, me in misery. © SB Joy, 2022 Separation, divorce, loss… grief. Oh Pandora my love why did you open the jar? SB Joy
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