My Worst Fear
My worst fear is not so much the fear itself, but the fact that it is a constant specter haunting me wherever I go, never taking complete shape so I can identify it, face it, and condemn it to oblivion. Continue reading
The Hidden Soul
Courage is something someone else has, but not me. If I were courageous, I’d never cower I’d never lash out in fear I’d never cry out in weakness; praying for rescue. Continue reading
Identified
Another writing exercise inspired by Three Word Wednesday. I just love challenging myself to write something in 100 words or less. Continue reading
Southern Comfort: The Wake
Life was a mold she never could fit into. Eventually, the effort to adapt to, and then rebel against a society that refused her freedom, took its toll. This was evident after returning home in order to seek reconciliation with her past. She found none. Her only consolation was finally knowing where she stood: nowhere. Continue reading
Missing You Missing Me
Hearts aching, hurting, pounding. A passion borne of words that never meant a thing. Continue reading
Flee, Fight, Or Fail: The Setting
Through the open door of the trailer, I can see her walking unsteadily towards the pigpens at the bottom of the hill. The recurrent rainstorms make navigating the property treacherous enough, but along the hillside, the gouges in the path … Continue reading
Reflections Of Her
Crossing her arms, she watched as he strode away, leaning his head forward, as if trying to make headway against an unseen force. She stood firm and solid. The air around her still – so still she took a deep … Continue reading
Fate’s Impatience
“It looks like real crystal.” “Would you expect anything less?” Setting the glass down on the table between them, he looks directly at her, crooking the corner of his mouth in that familiar way, the one that tells her another … Continue reading