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K.P. Nolan

@kpnolanwriting

Writer, dreamer, accruer of student loans, 🍰lover, &🍷drinker. The 🖊️is mightier than the ⚔️!!! #amwriting #vss365

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I wheeled mum to our spot at the top of the hill. I knew the end was drawing near. Her breath shallowed as we watched the night sky rain #amber streaks down upon our faces. As her hand went limp, I squeezed harder. She left this world the same way I came in. Hand in hand. #vss365

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I loved him as much as I hated him. An #equinox of sorts. One side, temptation, the other, destruction. I’d been down this road before. I couldn’t afford another decade long illusion, a detour on the life I should’ve had. For the first time, I had to choose me...love me. #vss365

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"I don't love you anymore." Her mouth kept moving but only a deafening silence remained. Cold pushed out the warmth from my eyes, my life escaping down my skin. Her face began to blur. #Pixel after pixel floated away into the nothingness we had become. #vss365

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I felt it again. A buzz in the air. This intangible #kinetic exchange took place each time our eyes met. Worlds apart. Black. White. Fruit from the Garden of Eden. It mattered not. I had to know. I pushed past mother, sprinting over the divide to him. "Hi, I'm Abby." #vss365

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I repeated her name each night as I fell asleep. Hanging in the air, it felt right as rain. Then she chose him. I begged her from my knees. There was no #bridging this gap. I buried her next to the lilies so she could live out eternity in sadness...right alongside me. #vss365

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Morning stretch to the sky. Invincible. Almost guilty really. A momma of two should never feel this rested. MY day for the taking. Daycare bound. Baby Shark. #Seventeen times. Okay Baby Shark. You win. I'll fight dragons another day. Straight home for bed and Pinot. #vss365

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I stumbled onto the tracks. Damn this #oneiric existence. No awareness of where dreams end & reality begins. Fading in & out of moments as I pass from one bottle to the next. Memories of a broken life littered around me. No more. As the train approached, I felt peace. #vss365

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Writing hadn’t brought her back to me. My memory of her, fading. I plunged my pen into the #ink. Droplets splattered the script. She was gone. These old eyes could hold the hurt no longer. Tears fell upon the ink until the words blurred. It was goodbye for the last time. #vss365

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I could feel the muzzle of his rifle digging into my back. “#Vote,” the soldier commanded. One red lever. One blue. “CHOOSE!” “I can’t. I don’t see the color of my America,” I begged. A shot rang out. “Next.” #vss365

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I tried to steady myself as she told me what a monster I was. She’d made a choice. A life, without me. I chose her at every turn unaware one day, she may not choose me. Now, cradling her baby sister, a menagerie of emotions entangled my #heart. Fear. Grief. Love. Hope. #vss365

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Spring arrived with a fury of ambition on its coattails. Summer stole each grain of sand from the hourglass. Fall eased in the back door with an unsettling air of what was to come. Winter reckoning. No one to listen as my breath slowed. I’d chased the wrong #treasure. #Vss365

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I could still feel the warmth of her hands in mine, & the comfort of her voice as she read Dickens to me from her chair. #Hurt came knocking at the door. “It’s been ten years father, please.” “Not today son. Best I stay in so your mum doesn’t wonder where I’ve gone.” #vss365

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He knelt before her, the hole in his grandmother’s ring raised skyward, trying to suck her in. Her future flashed before her eyes. Two kids. White picket fence. A batshit crazy Goldendoodle. “I’m sorry Henry, I need more than just #fine,” Elise whispered in his ear. #vss365

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#Lead? I shouldn’t have been shocked to be asked. I mean, I was built for this moment. “Alison’s mom… we’re ready for you,” the teacher called. I stood before them, drunk with power. Long pause for effect. “You put your right foot in, you put your right foot out…” #vss365

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“Mom,” he said with a tremble in his voice, “this HURTS.” I pulled him into me. Together, we wept. Him over losing his first love, me over knowing I couldn’t fix it for him. As I kissed his head I was met with a familiar #smell. My baby was in my arms once again. #vss365

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Death exhumes the truth, if one cares to remove the #shellack of lies. Now, we meet at their meeting place. We hear them talk. Not about us. It's the looks they exchange that gives them away. Two ghosts, the widow and the widower, left behind to keep their love alive. #vss365

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She was there in the bedroom with us. The scent of her perfume marked the folds of his neck. After, I always felt used. “When will we be together?” I begged. “Not right now. She needs me. I promise, soon.” It was #lust I fell for… he saved the love for her. #vss365