Writer’s Block

I call myself a writer, yet I have not written anything in many years. Was there a day when all my words were taken from me? They must have been ripped from my thoughts because try as I may, I cannot find a way to bring them back. I sit at a computer, staring at…

Disturbed

Music plays softly through a speaker resting on the corner of the desk, mimicking rhythms of Charlotte Day Wilson and Cigarettes After Sex to set the mood. Its soft vibrations calm thin walls and thick wooden frames of the bedroom, engraving its lyrics on freshly dug graves and sweaty, soiled skins. The pen glides along…

The Betrayal of My Beloved

The nude photo I saw got stuck in my head. She was a thin girl around my age. Pale skin. She was on her knees. She smoothed her blond hair back. You can see her rib cage. Her small breasts pointed upwards. I wanted to throw my boyfriend Brandon’s phone across the classroom floor. I…

There Was a Tree

I felt the sun shining through my branches. It was warming the leaves. The change is about to begin again. I can feel the leaves thinning preparing to float down to the Earth. I could feel my roots soaking up the fresh rainwater that fell. There was no better time to be a tree. The…

Nona

She stood tall at a little more than four feet.She was the grandma I always wanted.The one who baked cookies every holiday.Who had sandwiches ready every time you stopped by.She was the one who taught me what it was to give all of myself to my family.She was a dream I had so many years…

Dishes

I walk into the kitchen and I see the pile of dishes sitting there. They are all topped on one another. The dishwasher sits just under the counter directly to the left of the sink. It would be so easy to just put the dishes in there and let the dishwasher do the work. But…

World of Podcasts: “New Age Renaissance”

In the podcast “New Age Renaissance” you’ll find: poetry, short story originals and some music compositions. It’s kind of intended to be, “a little bit of everything”. Most of the talks and stories are based around some form of informal philosophy. The overall, continued theme, is unity through diversity. Although the podcast sits at only…

Dinner is Served!

A short story just in time for Halloween. I use a fork in one hand and a knife in the other to cut the steak, admiring its tenderness and juices that spill onto the china without hesitation. I look outside the kitchen window and noticed the moon, smiling at the glow and its perfection. “It’s…

The Lost Dance

He saw her standing alone across the room. She looked sad and tired, almost like she was wilting away. There were people dancing around her. No one noticed her. They looked right at her. No, they looked right through her, and she knew it. She knew that she didn’t fit there and she didn’t want…

The Vessel

She was running. She was running as fast and as far away as she could. She saw a ship in the distance and she hoped she could make it before it left the dock. She knew that if she didn’t make it to the ship she would just jump into the water and swim as…

Fourteen Questions Lovers ask

Does love mean to break a heart?
Where is that love that last forever?
How I wish to dance forever!
Is there some lessons unlearn in my old story?
Here comes the rain cloud now
Will it fall and make things grow?

Disappointment and Regret

To be honest, it’s hard not to feel as though disappointment and regret are one-in the same. Beginning to write this, I’m still not entirely sure I know where I’m going with this piece. In the end it might only be filled with disappointment and regret, and still somehow I think that’s the point. Disappointment…

Black Is…

A void. The Space between, and in between the between. The mold that gaps and comforts the Stars. Beyond the endless boundaries. Black is nothing. Black is everything. Distant, yet close. Before, yet after. Cold, yet comforting. Do not stare for too long. Do not touch. Do not stroll in the unfamiliar. For you will…