3 Poems that Remind Me of Home

Using a few of my photographs, I overlaid three poems which remind me of home each time I read them. Poetry is magic. It’s in the way words capture light or a cool touch or a whispered voice. Whether the stanzas are heavy with melancholy or light-footed with rhyme, poetry has a way of sneaking […]

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Sexual Musings :: Calyx

“There is desire in those wild eyes, a sort of dance between lavender irises, and you’ll let yourself be fooled into thinking it’s for you…But it’s for the foggy mornings and muggy nights. A hunger for young blossoms and whipping leaves, the low whine of water over rock, and stars kissing her skin.” ©️ Pearl […]

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Sexual Musings :: Chainmail

There is something stirring within you, awakening at the changing fragrance of the wind; a subtle shift in your heart, a trembling purpose awaiting your arrival. And I know you’re afraid. Above you are lightning strikes like glass castles in the sky. Below you are trembling roots, moaning hollow melodies. Your skin is violin strings, […]

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NaNoWriMo :: Day 23

Sandpaper ripped gritty at Dettie’s eyelids when she came to; icy wind tracing her skin like the Reaper’s caress and dirt hard under her bare feet. Her dancing dress, once rippling silk skirts, lay torn against her thighs and hanging limp in the night – a surrender flag the color of ripe moss. Her mother’s […]

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Workshop :: Week 4 of 6

Tonight was a fun session over at Fledgling Writing Workshops, with a lot of prompt work and expansion of character knowledge through their fears. One of the prompts Sammi threw at us tonight was: “Write from the perspective of a deity/higher being/from the beyond.” I chose to write about my current main character (in my […]

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NaNoWriMo :: Day 1

Didn’t get off to the best start on Day One (just a little over 600 words) but I kept telling myself: “I started.” That’s what matters right? To begin. To commence. I mixed it up a little and played with free-writing on Day One instead of choosing a specific moment on the timeline to sketch. […]

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Workshop :: Week 1 of 6

At some point, the kitchen had become an arsenal- every cookie and candy a piece of jeweled artillery gleaming in the December sunlight. The window toward the east framed angus in the Midwest snow, a pasture of steam-nosed creatures with frozen hooves and calves dancing in the powder. My chubby hands rested, at ease now […]

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