You provoke! he cries. An Aberration. he cries. You make me! he cries He cries. I apologize. False tears. We begin again. Important reminder: COVID-19 has worsened the ongoing horror of domestic violence. If you or a loved one (in the U.S) needs more information or help, they can contact The National Domestic Violence Hotline As… Continue reading false tears (a tanka)
Nothing could have prepared Sue for the surge. She had always known she was different but this …. This was more than different. This was some freak level stuff. She could feel the agitated hum of the crowd as they realized something wasn’t right. And then a shift. Subtle at first. Agitation turning into fear.… Continue reading Nothing
I will not cower from the fragments of my mind To feel is to live Image credit; Kellepics- Pixabay I'm feeling (and thinking) all kinds of things this week. End of the world? (Hope not.) End of TRump? (Yes please!) Do I have enough tp? (Are you kiddin' me with that question!) Will my… Continue reading I Will Not Cower
unhampered by doubt my spirit defies limits soaring to new heights This bit of wishful thinking was inspired by Colleen's Synonyms Only Challenge. I used "spirit" for nature and "unhampered" for clear. Check out the details and other contributions here.
outside looking in watching you through downcast eyes forever fearing Photo by Lisa Fotios @ Pexels.com Thanks to Kat for this thought provoking image. It's not my usual micro-fiction Twittering Tale kind of offering but once this thought grabbed my brain, it wouldn't let go.
When all fear is lost And your passion reigns as queen The desired heart wins This little piece was inspired by the fabulous photo provided by The Haunted Wordsmith It made me think: What was she thinking as she looked over her shoulder? Was she considering what her life could be or could have been… Continue reading Heart’s Desire
I wrote this short essay almost exactly one year ago today. I had only recently moved to Florida and hurricanes were a new thing to me. I put my thoughts to paper just as Irma was making landfall in south Florida putting us directly in the middle of the cone of uncertainty. I was (to… Continue reading Now We Wait (One Year Later)