Joy in the Creases of his Eyes.

Query is yet another affliction, another addiction. Hence my tense knuckles, and anxious heart. I can only be grateful of the vastness, majesty, and elegance of the world around me.” If I were a man deserving of reward, would I fail so often? Is it perhaps because I fail so often that I am deservingContinue reading “Joy in the Creases of his Eyes.”

The Mother Who Adopted

She walks over to the stereo and loads the vinyl. She presses play and awaits the tunes. Her sister walks in from the kitchen with two glasses of white wine. Her husband is cooking in the kitchen, and her two young boys assist. Funky acoustic sounds fill the warm living room. Then, syncopated minor pianoContinue reading “The Mother Who Adopted”

When a Girl Finds Her Power: Part 2

“Now Rebecca, try not to explode it. I know you can, but please focus on moving it two inches to the right.” Paul, Rebecca’s father said as he ran to the other side of the basement to take cover behind the weightlifting set. Rebecca, just a few weeks after graduation had made many changes. HerContinue reading “When a Girl Finds Her Power: Part 2”

The Orphaned Vampire

You asked who employs me? Well I call this individual Estrella. You might know of them as something else. The Devil goes by many names, and often is he portrayed as male, and the total embodiment of all evil. Lucifer, Day Star, Beelzebub, Morning Star, Satan. The list continues. Evil needs to exist in orderContinue reading “The Orphaned Vampire”

When do the Fae Fly?

That a child may laugh without ever having to be taught, is a beautiful thing. That a mother’s song needs no singing lessons is purity in an innocent form. The Fae are a people of great mystery, and will only spread their wings when the timing is just right. As a grown man, I canContinue reading “When do the Fae Fly?”

A Dream of Home and Hope

Evergreen are the plains of open fields and rolling hills. Across it all a warm and orange afternoon sunlight bathes the world; The traversing family is grateful. Sad is the son who longs for validation. He closes his eyes for some relief. In his slumber, he is transported to the land of sunset washed fields.Continue reading “A Dream of Home and Hope”

What Not to do With Dolls.

His name was Cody, and everyone wanted him. He was kind, funny, and always went out of his way to help anyone. He always stood up for the kids who got bullied. He was also really smart, but rarely ever did he let anyone see that side of him. Cody was very much down toContinue reading “What Not to do With Dolls.”

I am the Falling Leaf

I am ground-bound and browned as I lay on the air as I am guided to soil. My colors are my ways. My colors are my days with you. Shades of brown hold the dimensions of my culture. The yellows are the flowers, sunlight, and softness in your face when you press against my weatheredContinue reading “I am the Falling Leaf”

The Shadows in the Forest

We were just kids. Tom really loved to throw pennies into the swamp. We all did. The Boys of Center Street, that’s what they called us. And we loved it! We were a gaggle of losers, and we were unstoppable. “I dare you to…” was the weakness we all shared. It was freshman year ofContinue reading “The Shadows in the Forest”

Does the Willow Truly Weep?

The powerful whooshing sounds of feathers were steady as the majestic mated swan couple landed on the still lake. The breeze was light and cool on this early autumn morning. The pumpkin vine was near its harvest as it tangled and wove along the open field of long grass surrounding the lake. The wise andContinue reading “Does the Willow Truly Weep?”