For a while, there was a vast nothingness. I had succumbed to the void and assimilated to it. There was no pain or joy. Only the slight general feeling of reprieve. It was only when the sound of a door unlocked, my heavy eyes fluttered open. “Victorine, m...
Jack cautiously eased his mount, Rascal, alongside Ebony, on whom Sir Oswald’s niece sat, so relaxed now, so damned attractive, yet so far above him socially, as he asked, “Any particular direction, m’lady?” She replied firmly, “I’m not a m’lady. I’ve tol...
Autumn winds, moonless seas my heart begins to dream listening to the willow hair raining a different tongue whispering minuets echoing herons of endless wings in timeless shadows sung forever waves of emerald eyes and the falling gills of leaves listenin...
The cold and sterile atmosphere in the hospital ward was impersonal and did not do anything to comfort Elisha. She sat by the bed where her best friend rested, so still. Her best friend was also her grandmother whom she called Grammie Willie. Elisha stare...
In the patchwork quilt store life is but a thimble in a basket or lost in a pocket of time with a clock to mend the socks molding life around one's finger a goblet full of suspicious dreams in the patchwork quilt store
Horses tended, all ten stable stalls, swept and cleaned, and the resultant manure loaded onto the wagon, Jack Wetherley, apprentice stable manager on the Brandling estate, considered that a decent Monday morning’s work done. Jack blinked in the bright noo...
It was when the clock struck midnight that our eyes met across the golden ballroom. His darkened gaze sent an icy finger trailing down my spine. I watched as he weaved through women in extravagant gowns and men in polished suits. Effortlessly keeping his...
Simple sticks, birds in a nest nature's argyles and twigs trees losing their wigs as Autumn goes the wind listening to the silence now covered with leaves from green to gold jeans simple sticks, birds in a nest nature's argyles and twigs
As I approach my apartment building, a mix of anticipation and concern fills me as I spot Jess waiting for me by the front door. A smile lights up my face as I greet her affectionately, but her furrowed brows and worried expression don't go unnoticed. Sen...
Breathless fingers lingering scattered leaves reaching of Autumn's cold khaki in ethereal woods of the burnished vane's copper whispering soft winds sleep calling the kettle Father as shadows follow the moon listening to cockney of Autumn's cold khaki
Of wind songs and gravity Play-Doh in nature's egg embodying the aether blue skies and providence listening to the ecology whispered by the trees of wind songs and gravity Play-Doh in nature's egg
Autumn leaves wind-borne crisp as the golden sheaves dervishes twirling monsoons of an opus in wooded crops falling from the tree's hatbox filling nature's silent butler leaving fingerprints of metaphors with a shadow from the Commodore... Amen
Dripping winds from the valance from the mind's dark Gotham beneath the housewarming chair in twilight's intoxicating embrace wandering lullabies ascending stairs leaving footprint threads in silence listening to the sleeper's quiet cries candles, spiders...
