There were giants in the lands that sub-blessed afternoon. In the distance and in these hands. At my soles and in the sand. And at my feet is where their feet begin. A solstice day that might never end. The titan in my head marches on, hungry and proud of the days to come. Of […]
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A Beach Made of Rainbow
At the edge of a world afraid,
there rests a place
where the sea collects gems,
weaves them into jewelry,
and adorns them on her beaches
like lives to a bookcase. Continue reading “A Beach Made of Rainbow”
Meet Me in a Raindrop
Suspended in a raindrop that never fell.
A memory that hasn’t happened
replays on and on
but I won’t tell. Continue reading “Meet Me in a Raindrop”
Moving to Neptune
As sure as the moon is blue
and the grass is crimson,
I belong up there
in the waters hidden
under the shadows of an earth
too detached in a space made crowded
by rubies atmospheric. Continue reading “Moving to Neptune”
They slammed the door in my face
Claustrophobic.
I barely fit in this doll house
let alone a gymnasium,
too many questions. Continue reading “They slammed the door in my face”
Neil Gaiman
I say that you’re my favorite
as if I read so much.
Truth is: I’d rather watch
your works come to life,
all the acting and such. Continue reading “Neil Gaiman”
Pieces in Time
For his birthday, he got a telescope. And in an instant, it transported him to other worlds. To cities filled to the brim. To cities decimated and dim. He’d seen these scenes before. Recognized them. Places he’d been and placed he wanted to see. Those he’d read about in school. And those with nothing but […]
Normal to Want More
He had heard of a trick. Push a pencil though your hand, get control of your dream. He’d never had control before. So when he realized he was in a dream, he gave it a go. But the dream started controlling him. He froze up. And he shook with fear. Before long, he forced himself […]
The Path Splits Up Ahead
A fork in the road. Choose love or peace. An impossible decision. The world’s sorely overdue for some peace, right? On the other hand… What’s life without love? Of course it’s love you chose. You chose to love people and things. To love a life where there are no wrong decisions. Not that you know […]
On High
She sat there on the ledge, her feet dangling off. She was in no particular rush. Not that she had anywhere to go. There was nothing left to see. She kicked her invisible legs out like a child does at the edge of a pool and leaned back on her invisible arms. She admired the […]
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