people
-
Personal Revelations
I think reading the Good Omens script book is helping me realize things about my own writing and how I’ve been sabotaging myself. Of course, I understand, reading any and all books are helpful for writers in their own writing. But honestly, I recently realized that I’ve been taking myself too seriously. Not that I… Continue reading
-
A Cherub, Queen, Regrets, and My Obsession with Good Omens
Where do I start? I suppose with the cherub(s). The plural will explain itself later. Unfortunately, because of Hurricane Katrina, I only have a few pictures left of Jennifer Elaine. No photos left from our childhood, when she truly resembled a creation of Raphael himself. The artist that is, not the archangel. Three of us… Continue reading
-
Jejune
Naive and impulsive, the juvenile bewitchment reserved for youth- passion during our salad days. Abandoned chastity, yearning, stroke me easy like a delicate bloom. Lamentation, heartbreak- puerile grief. An anguish that seems not to end. If only we knew, experience is fundamental. Continue reading
-
The Baobab Tree
The Baobab Tree She pressed her palms against the ancient oak. Spanish moss hung down grey and curly, like the hair of an elder woman she once knew. Rivulets of blood stained the bark, hundreds of stains mingled, the essences of a hundred men and women. She remembered the baobab tree in her village, the… Continue reading
-
Summerland. Are You There?
Image courtesy of sattva/ FreeDigitalPhotos.net Godspeed on your trek across the boggy quagmire. May the weight of your mortal coil release you. You’ve been emancipated. Exit the lightlessness. Match your tormentors. No longer be a victim to anguish. Clutch the dim radiance filtering through the fog. Struggle toward its source. Pass the souls that are… Continue reading
You must be logged in to post a comment.