It was two years from the date that his second daughter was born. Christened, Madeline Jane, she’d shuddered, chest heaving through her gown, as the priest muttered blessings and sprinkled holy water upon the crown of her smooth, pinkish head. Earlier this morning, the small family had celebrated her second birthday with a simple cake. They’d laughed as the child smeared vanilla frosting across … Read More
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Morning shivers breaking dawn. A sliver of sunlight slips through the open window. The first sparrow’s chirrup, ‘Wake up, Wake up. Wake up.’ From somewhere down the street, a child’s laughter scatters like jacks tossed upon cement. A siren screams in the distance. The flowers are silent. Heaven is on earth. ~ Annie
I believe in miracles The unseen hand of divine agency, manifesting hope of extraordinary wonder This is why I believe I’ll find you again Against all odds Standing outside a doorway or inside a crowded coffee shop You’ll smile and say, ‘What took so long?’ And that will be it. I will be home.
Words fly like arrows A bone snaps Shot down Falling lifeless Shattered feathers upon the ground Within the silence Arms reach Carry me to shelter Wings blanket shivers Whispered poems and love drunk sonnets Breathe me back to life ~ the bird cemetery
The sky was clear and the moon full. He whispered, “Love is a powerful drug.” Artemis blushed. “Show me an ocean,” she murmured, “ I’ll summon a tide to save your stranded soul.” His eyes narrowed. “Show me the moon,” she said. I’ll pick a star to light your path.” In that moment he understood how it felt: addicted. ~ Artemis and Sailor
Draft 2 1963 Sam knew where to find impeccable fit and style that could rocket a man to another galaxy. A dangerous level. Ten seconds inside Wen Fong Tailors and a flash of patterned silk caught his eye. He pointed to it. The elderly tailor smiled. “Ah- a beautiful cloth. “But- not for you, sir.” Wen knew this customer was conservative. The gold cloth was … Read More Fit For An Empress