WIP – Niagara – Chapter 7.

It should be known that before you read this, if you choose to do so, that this book has already been written. I am just now putting it all together, piece by piece (each piece is from a different year, which absorbs completely different outcomes and is one of the reasons I find it hard…

The Library | Dream.

The writing’s on the table and he saw you there before … pulled up a seat for the unbound and humiliated whore. Or they said, as you walked red-faced down the aisle, saturated with books and wisdom beyond their tattered piles of waste and haste and everything that stuck like glue in world where they…

Webs of Crimson | Dream 2014

“You have to do this!”, her sister’s scream trailed off through the dust cloud billowing a veil between them. It was too late, her sister had been taken, snatched up before she had a chance to say goodbye. The stone cut like glass shards beneath her skin and the dust, like poison, as she gasped…

Gifted.

Waiting for a reply is not as excruciating as it had been in the past. It is exhilarating, for I am already there. Visualizing. Manifesting. I am on the shore, quietly sifting ancient stones through my hands and letting them tumble into crystal clear waters that lap at my feet. No two alike, yet all…

Sourceful.

Where are the mountains? You are them and they are you. Where is the sea? One day, you’ll also be. Where are the flames that kissed the leaves? In the ashes of our remains. Where has the wind gone and the cool crisp air? Out of your breath, way up there. Who scattered the stars…

Show Business.

Was it my final “fuck you“? You’re the one who died, but now I’m the one missing from your page with no remnants left of memories for decades. It wasn’t a final farewell, but it was close. Feels better than saying goodbye to you. But there we were … You were doing so well. That’s…

Sacrifice.

Now that you’re gone maybe you know now that the look behind my eyes wasn’t intended to make you think I had something to hide. It was quite the opposite, as I had an entire Universe to show you but couldn’t find the words because I knew you weren’t listening and never would; not with…

Blindly.

Blindly, she filled her life with things meant to propel her into freedom, life and love. Vibrating with the nature of universal law, she is more than human, more than what’s above. She is a piece of what’s below the primitive line and above those tuned to angels, natural and divine. Nature runs its course,…

Raw.

They said everyone loved me, but how? It wasn’t even true until I met you. Someone who knew where I’ve stepped off the deep end and to what extent I tried to right my ship after such a huge fall. It is about that time I’d forgive you and move on. About that time that…