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Blow My Way

by Esha Montgomery, posted in arms, blow, bright, caught, chance, change, city, Control, dance, darken, darkest, day, deep, desperation, distance, dreams, eye, eyes, friends, Hands, hard, Hard work, helping hand, hope, Kiss, last, leaves, Let it go, Lose, love, new, orange, risk, Rock, root, run, second, Trying, Uncategorized, ways, wedding, wind, You

Photo by Mikhail Nilov on Pexels.com There are days when I woke up to my boyfriend But I only thought of you If you were okay? And if you met anyone new? I dreamed that I would run into you In the city That we would have a second chance A last hurrah A final … Continue reading Blow My Way

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Boiled Over

by Esha Montgomery, posted in always, aspirations, beat, block, blow, Bounce, branch, Broken, Daddy, deep, down, dreams, Fall, Falls, flame, heart, heat, heated, heavy, ill, laugh, Lose, love, page, people, ready, real, sound, stand, Talk, thunder, truth, turn, Uncategorized

Photo by Matheus Bertelli on Pexels.com Every since my Daddy died... it seems like everybody got their own thang going on. And everybody doing me bogus. But deep deep down, I like the transparency! So call me the bounce back kid. My aspirations started off small but my heart is big. So let the thunder … Continue reading Boiled Over

Part 2: Smoking Words

by Esha Montgomery, posted in ache, blow, chains, distance, Gray, pain, Smoke, speak, Uncategorized, words

Photo by Rafael Guajardo on Pexels.com I drag on the words that you utter like a chain smoker pulling on a lit cigarette. Blowing circles in midair that send loose lips spiraling into a distant sea. Your vowels are ashed on the cusp of me. But I take the burns and watch the gray matter … Continue reading Part 2: Smoking Words

Crazy Traffic

by Esha Montgomery, posted in blow, BROKE, Broken, cover, crazy, day, Esha Montgomery, hair, moment, pieces, sense, Traffic, Uncategorized, weather, Weather report, wind

Photo by Stan on Pexels.com It don't have to make sense now. The pieces may not add up. There are gaps in the scene. Broken moments of triumph that show painted truth covered by the mirage. But one day all the things that you didn't understand will show themselves clearly in your rear-view. Until then … Continue reading Crazy Traffic