Clara is under the water again. Just beneath the surface. Wrapping herself in the liquid salt embrace a few steps offshore, she opens her eyes to a blurry burn. It soothes her. It soothes because she can make sense of losing focus. The last time she saw Samuel, her vision hazed in a similar way for a far different reason. “I thought it would be best if you found out this way.” Clara remains enfolded in ocean. Her cotton dress extends in...
We left while the raven sky remained deep with concluding dreams across the city. Stirring slumbers fought eyes reminding spirits to open to another day, while desires kept them comforted in the celestial oath of how things could be. He picked me up inside this creeping sneak of dawn, top down – red leather interior welcoming my wandering feet. With no destination other than ‘west’ we left commitment behind and careened beyond the demand...
We moved so fluid within foggy copper pools of street lamps, it was like we were part of the glow. Dim enough to stay unnoticed, I still remember the way dust became glitter swirling around you. Spinning around crosswalk signs and missing red hands flash green and acting like I wasn’t ready to go… You said I was beautiful once. It was the time after you brought me a single stargazer lily that I wish I dried. Back when I would wake up with no...
The serialized story posted in its entirety... a tale of tarot (serialized piece constructed around the major arcana) I want you to know everything. From the beginning. I want to tell you how I dangled my toes over a cliff; once off a cracked building ledge; twice on the edge of a half tipped chair. See there is nothing I fear about starts. Finishes are an illusion I often dread, this idea of completion. Do you believe in endings? The first time...
judgement Free will is the most powerful tool we are born with. Everyone has it. Most people are just too afraid to use it. Most people don’t know what to do with it. You watched me across the room for two hours before approaching. There was a sadness in your eyes about having to make this choice again. The same choice we face every time. This time I wanted it to be different. So did you. By the time you walked away from your group of...