Tiny Fractures

By D. Warner

A poetic look through relationships, trauma and life. Each work takes you into the mind of the author at various stages of his life. Filled with powerful emotions and based on relatable experiences this book is a window into the heart of any person who has ever revelled in love or been tormented by mental illness, loss and trauma. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: D. Warner
• Release date: Oct 12, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393302896

D. Warner

Devon is a 30-something intersex man living in Texas with his husband and four fur babies. When not writing he enjoys decluttering his space, throwing his dogs toy and forcing his cats to cuddle. He also loves to over indulge in horror movies, tacos, midnight road trips, classic rock karaoke and bus life videos on youtube.

Book preview

Parka-

Love will chill you to the core,

blow you over,

freeze you to the bones

It’s high time you suck it up,

save yourself

and buy yourself

a better parka

The Falling-

It’s the falling that hurts the most,

not the landing. The crashing

after the landing. The crashing

after the breaking and shaking,

after the shards and the fragments 

split, splinter and spill apart.

It can't get any worse.

It can't be any more broken.

But the falling, 

the leaping and plunging,

that is where all the hope happens.

That is where the faith comes in.

The belief that maybe this once,

Maybe, if you wish hard enough,

pray hard enough,

change your actions and movements,

maybe, this time you'll get it right.

This time you won’t crash.

Just this one time you will fly.

It's the instant, mid gravitational pull,

when you truly realize

that you were wrong all along.

That the earth is coming too quickly.

The landing is already in view.

You jumped and hoped,

plummeted, prayed and believed for not.

You're not a god damned bird.

You will never fly.

You will never manage to do anything

but fall and crash and break.

It's that moment that hurts the most.

The loss of hope, the realization,

the inevitable heartbreak,

the crash that cannot be stopped

and the fall that you blindly chose.

I Have Loved You-

I have loved you.

And I have felt the sting of your bitter bite,

when your words failed to hold any softness.

I have seen your face

resting content in utter bliss

and contorted in a cavalier glare of disdain.

I have drowned my bedding and soaked my sleeves,

crying for the pain I should have expected,

but foolishly I hoped wouldn’t come.

I have gone numb,

cold and tingly to your thoughtlessness and lies.

To your unfaithful wanderings

and the pit that aches, and burns in my stomach.

I have loved you.

And I have learned what it meant

to be but another pawn in your childish game.