The old god

The old god

The old god The one from the sky And moldy pages Peculiar stories Conflicting accounts How did you get back in? When the doors were locked, The windows sealed… How did you find this pulse? Crawl back under this skin? Sink your teeth back in? How ever did you...
4 am

4 am

4 am The pause Pitch black Eerie silent Darkest hour And no one moves Or feels Or hears Or sees It is a hidden hour A time to turn away Too bleak Too black Without soul Utterly exposing Is it strange? So very peculiar? How much I love you, 4 am? Your silence Crisp,...
Very Human

Very Human

I’m a crumbly little thing A recipe missing a key ingredient Stumbling Fumbling Clumsy and foolish But I know Later in the silence In the midnight hour Reviewing Filtering Like a photo Editing Like an essay Cringing at that “one thing” That one...
I Saw You

I Saw You

I pretended, spared your pride Never whispered to the neighbors I never accused you Pointed the finger Played dirty or strung you up I didn’t ask questions Interrogate you Put up walls or play games So you saw me as small Insignificant And you dismissed me...
The Unexceptional Pit Stop

The Unexceptional Pit Stop

I’m in a pause in life that can best be described as The Great Disappointment. As an avid movie watcher it makes me think of a struggling character, crossing a vast desert, cresting the final hill, hearing the sound of water (and ahhh…they can almost taste...
Dirty Words

Dirty Words

For the longest time, as someone raised inside a faith based system, there were all these words labeled as “dirty.” It wasn’t said outright, but definitely implied, and met with a proverbial slap of the hand. If you were spiritual enough you...
How the Villain is Made

How the Villain is Made

The villain is not made In darkness and shadow But in light, stark and burning From the angel, the saint, the hero Fallen stars, all And we among them The one day our tongue lashed The one day we snapped The one day we bled Forget the masterpiece We got human on it...
The Way of the South: Teaser

The Way of the South: Teaser

An instant scowl formed on his face and he pulled her chin upward, jutting it toward the sky in an awkward angle. “What is that?” Sienna couldn’t answer, her jaw was locked closed in his large hand. He released his hold on her chin only to pull her...
The Way of the South: Chapter One

The Way of the South: Chapter One

Wasteland Daughter ~ Sienna Southern Kingdom of Ivere, 7369, late winter Of course the wasteland daughter knew who she was: she was nobody. It was the type of fact that one never forgot. Life had split her open neck to navel, removed every substantial part of her, and...