My story "When I wished upon a star" has been published by Gestalt Media in their short story anthology entitled "Best of 2020".
Oh you, by the window- all metaphor and innuendo. Granny fists at the ready to cauliflower my ears, to pummel my donkey resoluteness. And I say Why Don't You Make Me? ~More malleable~ *** [Image: https://pixabay.com/users/mythicson-12927017/ ]
In sleep, the slowing heart, the forgetful lungs speak of an unwanting... a stepping down, a recoiling and return.
When I was alive, you quickened in bright crimsons. When I was alive. (Image: Wasan Tita/Shutterstock)
Secret and silent- the cold crackle of air with soft sparkles of gamma. Opens my garage, changes my channels, excites the pocket monolith. Away I want, I think. Away. [Image credit: https://pixabay.com/users/analogicus-8164369/ ]
You wear the white cotton and those bobby socks. ~I'll bring the scissors~
Down a choked and muddy stream, through dense thickets, warrens, and vine curtains, lay the charmed coven of Cain. None knew it, as it was bound with a spell of bewilderment. Through the attrition of years, most of its first thirteen souls had gone to grass, their bones and plasma powdered and cast into the... Continue Reading →
~It was a thing I feltin a faraway day- we were joined, unbesmirched,but the swirl of the world let fall that crystal egg into depths unredeemable. And now, in dreams, I reach. With scalding lungs I cry.~ [Image credit: https://pixabay.com/users/prodigalson-14011771/ ]