As the trumpet blares through his
headphones and Florence’s voice fills

the empty spaces, he wonders when
he’ll wake up and put down the pen.

Actually write words that will turn into
sentences that will be a preview

of what is on his mind and in his heart.
Writing is supposed to be an art

but for him it has become a strain
closed down like a broken water main.

© Esther Moreira


Three Little Words

As her up-do is blown apart
and raindrops splatter her
new shoes and dress,
I see the person
who gets me.
She offers to eat
at bars so I can
catch the game,
then wipes my
tears when the
Giants lose again.
Her smile and frown
when I haven’t
put the dishes away.
The way her hair
drapes the pillow
in the early morning light.
The million cosmetics
that crowd my aftershave.
Giggles that turn
into snorts when
I try to dance.
Her eyes that
shine and glow
when I walk into the room.
As we huddle
underneath the awning
and the wind tries
to lift her dress,
I whisper

“I can’t believe,
You chose me!”

© Esther Moreira

Todd – Part Three

Lila grabbed her purse and her sunglasses and hustled to the door. Todd was downstairs ready to go and she didn’t want to keep him waiting. He was taller than her with straight black hair that flopped into his green eyes and he’d grown a beard recently which only made him hotter. She had been drooling over him for a few months now and she really hoped this date or hang out led somewhere. After locking up she skipped down the stairs and stopped right in front of him.
“Hi. I’m so hungry and I need coffee. Do you want bodega coffee or do you want to wait until we get to Simple?”
“Hey, bodega coffee sounds good right now. Plus we can always get more later. Want to walk since it’s so nice out?”
“Oh my God yes. I’m so glad the weather’s nice on my day off. Last week it rained both days I was off, which is a pain in the ass.”
When they arrived at Simple they chose to sit at the bar, because there was a half hour wait for a table. At first she was disappointed that she wouldn’t be able to stare at his face straight on, but then his thigh kept brushing against her’s because of the lack of space and she couldn’t keep a grin off her face.
“Todd this menu looks amazing. I can’t decide if I want something sweet or savory.”
“Why don’t we get a few things to try? I’m starving and I also don’t think I can decide.”
“I like the way you think.”
Todd smiled at her and Lila shivered as she wondered what his beard would feel like on her skin.
“Are you cold?” he asked as he wrapped his arm around her and gave her a squeeze.
“No just hungry.” And it wasn’t just for food, although she didn’t say that out loud. Throughout the meal, Lila leaned on his knee to get hot sauce, mustard and more, while his hand brushed her arm and back. As she watched him drink, she wondered if they should just ditch the car show, but she was too chicken to suggest going back to her place. She hadn’t realized how long she’d been staring until Todd, leaned closer and softly traced her lips with his thumb. She didn’t see or hear anyone else in the cafe and she looked up at him wondering what he was thinking. Desire clouded his eyes and flushed his face. As she breathed out his name, a high pitched scream jolted them. Lila was almost glad the upset baby had broken the moment because they weren’t alone and she didn’t want to be the gross PDA couple she always made fun of. There was just a small part of her that was frustrated because she had wanted Todd’s touch for so long. When the check came, he paid it without giving her a chance to see it and when she tried to argue he just smiled at her.
They decided to take Lyft because the L train wasn’t crossing into Manhattan and the lines for the shuttle buses were out of control. In the car, Todd wrapped his arm around her and she curled into him.
“Is everything okay?”
“Everything’s great. Why?”
“You seem a little tense.”
“No I’m good.”
As she went to say something else, she looked up and saw Todd looking at her intently and her voice just trailed off. His gaze dipped down and then as he leaned towards her, his other hand lifted her chin. He brushed her lips with his once, twice and on a sigh she mouthed his name and he took the opening and licked and sucked his way inside.

© Esther Moreira

Want to start at the beginning? Read Part One here and Part Two here

Todd – Part Two

As Todd waited for an older couple to finish placing their order, he wiped his hands on his pants and took a deep breath. Lila was the only one behind the counter for the moment and if she said no he didn’t want the other baristas making it awkward. As the couple moved away from the register, Lila looked at him and smiled.
“Hey Todd, another almond milk cortado?”
“Yes, please. But no rush.”
“No worries I got you. Is it for here or to go this time?”
“Can I get it to go?”
“Of course, just give me a few minutes, while I get these two drinks up.”
“Take your time.”
He decided to look away so that his nervousness wouldn’t be so obvious and took another deep breath. He gave himself a small pep talk along the lines of “the worst thing that can happen is that she says no or hell no” and then he turned back to see her waving at the couple. It was now or never.
“Hey Lila, have you checked out the Auto Show yet?”
“No, I’ve been working eight days in a row, but thankfully I’m off tomorrow.”
“Do you want to go check it out? I also haven’t gone but I want to check out the trucks.”
“Are you going to get a car Todd?”
“Thinking about it.”
“Lucky. I really want to sleep in tomorrow, but if you’re cool going after one I’m in.”
“Yeah I don’t wake up before ten on the weekends so no worries. Do you want to grab food before we go?”
“There’s a new brunch spot by my house I’ve been meaning to try. They make a lemon verbena mimosa.”
“Damn that sounds good. I can meet you at your house at one?”
“Let’s make it twelve thirty so we have enough time to sit in cars and pretend we can afford the newest Bentley.”
As Lila laughed, Todd felt glad that he’d asked and hopeful that they would have a fun time together. They exchanged phone numbers and Lila leaned over the counter and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. As his cheek tingled he prayed that he wouldn’t make a fool of himself the next day.

© Esther Moreira

Read Todd – Part 1 here.


Todd – Part One

“How do you learn to live with the unimaginable?”
“How do you continue forward when all you want to do is lie down for an eternity?”
“How do you combat loss?”
“Can you ever escape it?”

Todd looked at what he had typed and shook his head. What kind of existential crap was this and why was it still on the page? He scribbled out the lines and laid his pen down. He looked around the cafe and saw a guy reading a physics text book and taking notes in a mint green spiral notebook with what looked like unicorns on the cover from his angle. He kept scanning the room and saw his favorite barista taking a break on one of the three blue velvet armchairs by the front windows. Her black hair was tucked behind her ear with a curly wisp having it’s own little dance moment. Her almost black eyes were trained on the book she held in her hands, that had some sort of naked guy on the cover. Her nails were long and sort of pointy at the end with black polish on them. Every time he ordered his almond milk cortado, he watched her hands and imagined what they would feel like on his skin, his shoulders, his face, his cock. As he started to daydream about waking up next to her and running his hands down her smooth back, she turned around and stared right at him. A blush traveled down his throat but he couldn’t look away and everything around him became fuzzy and distorted. A small smile appeared on her lips and she gave a slight wave. Todd hoped he’d smiled back but he wasn’t quite sure. As she looked down to her book, he mouthed her name.

© Esther Moreira