A Fringe Story of the Tamed and Wild Each house resembled a similar cut-out, like the village of a paper doll. One dimensional in thoughtless form, lacking any character. An array of new red brick and beige siding with dark blue doors hid the tenants and unwelcoming to any visitor. Life only poured out through […]
Soul Poetry she caressed the rough grooves first in a tiny space, then wider strokes like a meditation, going inward these simple movements drifted her mind into reflection and wonder. Photo by Sarah Corneal Photography http://www.sarahcorneal.com/
A Soul Poem Peeling back at the delicate lip, To bring light to layers of grit and filmy shadows of self Removing soles and baring all, To expose the body to mind and spirit Consuming the everlasting gobstopper of hope and willingness, To traverse the mighty hills and valleys of our destiny Releasing beads of […]
A Poem Fissures of silence form links of transparent chains A hollowness drawing ones breath mute, Until the conscious self gives it willingly A beckoning bleeds from the unconscious to abate the intense quiet, For there is a deeper desire to love our voices without regret.
Fiction Gazing out the large panes into the white, she could practically smell the snow through the glass. Gliding softly over the creaky clapboards, she opened the solid wooden door to stand between two worlds. The outside elements whipping across slivers of her exposed pale freckled skin. The warmth from the inside world providing a safety net […]
In its form of dark and light, it follows Giving chase to all vulnerability of me Like a small child, its wants are innocent Yet its means are not tempered and dogmatic A lull comes from the artistry, the work Despite all intentions, there are rises and falls Seclusion of a reflection brings forth a moment […]
Obtuse, imperfectly spherical Floating letters of love I wish I had written Every intention absorbed by the rustic binding of this world In bounty and in times of wanting, I will my heart to be steady Lucidity and logic striving to prevail as I move into the swirls of this chaotic dance Respecting the light moving in unison with the […]
“A book is a dream you hold in your hand.” -Neil Gaiman We all have a place we feel inexplicably comfortable. Some of us are strikingly aware of who, what, where this looks like and others are subconsciously drawn to it in times of need. For me, this is anywhere I’m surrounded by […]