Meri McGuire McConn

Beyond Reality

He's the end of the alphabet... Sometimes, I wonder if he’s not the end of the world, too; The end of me The end of everything I know and want,

The Muse

“The trouble with a muse,” (my dear friend said) “is that one cannot control it.” I am bound by the aches and pains, By the emptiness and the questions that remain In the

Crosswinds

Somehow, he had managed to have them upgraded to first-class seats. Somehow, she thought, when he doesn't even have air miles or priority status. He was just charming, that way.

I'm Sorry, Darling...

I'm sorry, Darling, the light is fading, though the love does not wane I'm sorry, Darling, the world must go on, my life must go on, you must go

Between the Lines of X.Y.Z

The Way I Wanted It To Go This is not a story about you; how could it be? It's just a dream, a part of me. MLM Of course, she was