National Poetry Month Entry #1 | Prompt: life as a metaphor Smooth, steady stride across new pavement fresh breeze rustling hair sun-warmed shoulders Measured, deliberate steps around disturbed earth dried thorns grabbing sleeves cold mud under fingernails Slow, unbalanced shuffle up the final hill wet socks rubbing blisters sweating, breathless and tired
[In the not so distant future, a unique young woman struggles to defend her home against a militant attack.] Molly’s heart pounded wildly. Each beat reverberated, fast and hard, from her scalp to her toes. She sucked in a ragged breath and willed her body to calm down as she closed her eyes and counted … Continue reading Redwood
In the five years he'd been working at the Center for Disease Control, Dr. Jackson Bowie had never had an issue like this. A week prior, on what should have been just another Tuesday at the laboratory, he instead found himself facing the biggest crisis of his career. His desk chair was missing. His utterly … Continue reading Urgent
Body like an hourglass slowly losing sand. Body like an avalanche things buried deep. Body like a breakfast cereal snap crackle pop-Pop-POP! Body like a pillow crumpled under arms. Body like a sheet pulled up to the chin. Body like a hardback read too many times. Body like mine, like swine so heavy-short-fat … Continue reading About a Body
I feel skinny today and I don't mean it like it probably sounds, so let me explain it to you you who don't know what it's like to feel like me unless... unless you do in which case I -- AM -- SORRY because feeling this way is not a walk in the park Well … Continue reading I Feel Skinny Today
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