I have a love affair with words. I am in an existential, lifelong relationship with my literary companion, and this has lead me down many interesting paths throughout my life. I've researched and practiced my hand at a variety of writing styles and formats, especially when it comes to poetry. I'm not formally educated, but… Continue reading Wordy Birds
“Welcome, one and all, to the thirty-third regional Thunderfall competition! We have before us today the best of the best - our reigning champs from 42 local competitions, and they’re ready to face off! Whoever wins tonight is headed to Nationals!"
Night and day. Black and white. What can’t be seen Against the light?...
It’s time the castle crumbles. Shout ‘Hallelujah!’ into the night As the tired façade tumbles Letting in the dawn’s early light...
Laughter echoes through an empty hall Faded memories that I can’t recall Where did I go? From where did I come? I can’t go with the flow if I’m deaf, blind, and dumb....
No air For body and mind. No air No space to breathe If you're not willingly blind. No air Suffocating Under your bigotry. No air Leave the past behind With your hypocrisy and your philosophies, your racist, homophobic atrocities - It's impossible Not to see People can't breathe with No air.
With an imperceptible flick of her wrist, she produced a stunning amethyst-encrusted spyglass. Raising the device to her eye, she gazed intently through the lens. Reese’s panicked shout alerted her; almost immediately, Giselle dropped the spyglass and spun around. They’d been boarded!
Yesterday's tears have dried and gone. I ended my fears with the coming dawn. I left with a suitcase and what I had on. Sick and tired of your lies and being your pawn. I remembered my place - where I belong. You always said I wasn't that strong, Well I left our bed and… Continue reading Gone
“I see your true-” “I swear if you don’t stop...” “Colors shin-” “Enough, already, Crystal. I’m warning you. Don’t -” “-ing through.” “You really just can’t help yourself, can you?” Derek let out a sigh of exasperation. “Sorry, Der’,” Crystal laughed, “I’m performing ‘True Colors’ tomorrow, and I need to practice. You’ll just have to… Continue reading True Colors
Knit me a tapestry of broken connections. Leave the tangled weave And spare me your lessons. Sew me into The web of your deceptions, Then pull me through The eye of your perception. Crochet me a lie Of all your intentions. Hook my mind, Erase the contradictions. Thread by thread You’ve stitched your misconceptions. You… Continue reading Crochet Me a Lie