Adamantine Symphony
Every morning when I wake up, I am starving. It is not a hunger you can quench, though you feed me stars and moons and try to tempt me with tears stolen from forever.
Tag: Fiction
Reclaiming Heritage
I find my heart set off center in a clay vessel. The lid is open, a dash of crimson shadowed within . . .
Nominated for Author of the Year at Spillwords Press!
I am one of thirteen nominees for Author of the Year at Spillwords Press! The reader in me wants to say I am speechless, but the writer in me knows this is not true. Here is what this nomination means to me and how I view the craft of writing + won’t you please vote for me?
Of this ashen earth
I scattered myself from the equator to the edges of the world after burning in a fire that drew the weight from my body and flung me to the wind.
Poetry & Prose Published at Free Verse Revolution!
I am delighted to share Dawn (a poem) and Finale (prose) are published in Issue IV: Hades (the unseen)! from Free Verse Revolution!
Raspberry love and chocolate
Raspberry love and chocolate linger on my tongue long after the prose of your language have faded to ribbon . . .
Somewhere on a Ranch in Japan
Grandma told me not to pick the milky peaches; the ones that ripen without blush . . .