As tears leak down embarrassed cheeks,
sliding smoothly southward,
I think of all that rolls downhill with this decision –
down goes my faith, once again…
First god, and now man,
how does one find the energy to stand
in a world that stands against you? Continue reading “Election Day Revelations”
Tag: fear
Free Verse – Challenge Call Response – JG
Heaven’s Devils
“This isn’t what we do. It’s not about hatred or about death or about any of the trivial reasons the biased media is painting it around. Don’t let them twist the mission.”
“Them? This isn’t about some vague all powerful ‘them’, this is about me. About us and what we’re trying to accomplish here. We’re supposed to be sending a message to a group of people too comfortable and arrogant to read it. There’s only one choice left.” She punches downward to accentuate her point with the cracking of fist-on-desk violence. Or maybe just to stop herself from hitting me. Continue reading “Free Verse – Challenge Call Response – JG”
Free Verse – Emergence – SD
“Emergence”
Waves caress with sighs,
infinite breaths of life unseen.
Another universe waits below,
unknown,
undetected by meager tools. Continue reading “Free Verse – Emergence – SD”
Short Story Update – The Deadline is Coming!
So I’m pretty sure I mentioned last week that I’m working on a short story to submit to an online litmag contest this month. Right? Yes, here!
Five on the Fifth‘s submission deadline for their short fiction contest is looming rather large on August 31. I currently have about 1,500 words of a first draft, with a pretty clear idea of how I will set up the final act and conclude the story. I think my submission will end up finishing around 2,500 words, but I’ve been known to miscalculate projected word counts in the past. Continue reading “Short Story Update – The Deadline is Coming!”
Rock Song – Saving Ze World – SD
“Cliffhanger”
The world feels like it’s turning,
or is this just how it always is?
Billions of voices yearning
for however being empowered feels. Continue reading “Rock Song – Saving Ze World – SD”
Color Schemes – Where Are We Now?
Make America great again.
Reverse and rewind, turn back time,
To once upon a rose colored nostalgia.
Make America – regress –
Take us back too many steps,
Led by manipulated conviction, fearful of complex fact,
No deep thoughts; all kneejerk act. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Where Are We Now?”
Moonlit Musings – Dependency
By Invitation Only
Upon my entrance you exuded fear. But you invited me here. Into your territory, your home, your safe abode. You’re the one who chose to be alone. With me. You see and you know, I wanted to roam in the city. Be around town, with distractions abound, safety in being surrounded by countless, faceless strangers. There’s unnecessary intimacy in having me see where you live and what owns you. Continue reading “Moonlit Musings – Dependency”
Contact – JG
Number unknown? That call won’t be answered.
Message left? Another voice I’ll never hear.
Email sent? One of hundreds, I fear. Continue reading “Contact – JG”
NaNo Update: I Need More Fantasy
I hit a weird snag in my NaNo novel on Wednesday, one I did not expect to hit after my record-shattering (for me) weekend. I got bored with my story. I was bored with Aston (he is so terribly naive, something I may have to fix in the editing process), I was bored with the section I was writing, and I was bored with Everfeld. I wrote 135 words, and I don’t even like most of them. I get it, at least I wrote something. But I was not looking forward to coming home on Thursday and staring at the laptop screen again. Continue reading “NaNo Update: I Need More Fantasy”
Night Walks As A Woman – JG
I heard about a shooting the other night.
I was walking my dog after a long shift at work, torn between wishing she would just do her business so we could go home and enjoying the quiet that only seems possible after the sun has long ago set. A couple blocks down, two of my neighbors were likewise savoring the peace from the comfort of their front porch. Having a dog means getting to know everybody who lives within casual walking distance, so I waved hello. I’ll refrain from using names, and stick to genders – they’re a married couple, husband and wife. He’s a quiet fellow but she’s pretty talkative, so naturally she’s the one that mentioned the shooting to me.
Evening Satellite Publishing 