tide by Angela Thomas i went straight to the beach. it was the only thing i could think of that would calm the buzzing humming droning thoughts in my head. the nurse politely calling my name into the waiting room of some generic hollywood planned parenthood office. the warm sand the only thing i wanted between my toes to take away the feeling of cold stirrups under flexed arches. i laid down, buried my head in my towel and wept. for like the tide, he giveth and he taketh away. easy come, easy go. this morning on the phone, i came thisclose to telling you what really happened in la-la land. my voice cracked, the same way yours did when you said 'mother' that first time. and i couldn't find the words any more than i could hold the tide from drawing back into the ocean. 11/02/2009 Posted on 11/03/2009 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)