Today I'm a silhouette
Hi, all! I'm writing this to let any readers who were looking forward to the resolution of my #ChristmasMystery short stories know it may be a bit delayed. Technically, it's already been delayed. I'd hoped to have it out on Christmas day for you guys, but the festivities proved to be the dominant force of… Continue reading A Slight Delay
A tingle creeps up my spineI look at the clockIt's seven-o-nine!I wake up in shock...It's Christmastime!!!I hurry out of bed and rush to the treePresents - green, gold, and redAre all waiting for me!Tiptoeing past My parents' door,I hold in a gaspAs I see even more!The stockings are stuffedTo the brim with goodies!There's more than… Continue reading Christmastime Kid
But there's only so much I can take, realistically.
I can feel her heart-break, and always have such a strong 'memory' of the sharp, salty smell of the ocean air and seashells... there's always seashells and wet sand.
Or has my spirit shifted to a place in-between?//Where half-lives leave fractal memories.
Mistletoe hangs from rafters, dangling 'twixt two souls.
Let's get lost, you and I, In Neptune's brilliant blue Whipping through the quivering sky Skitter, scatter, splash on through
Vulnerability is an art.
Prepare yourselves, World!