Stepping Stones

Breaking free from a conversation that was empty words anyway, Jennifer Nile folded her arms and wandered along the side of the hollow home. Let the men talk, she’d look Continue Reading →

The Fine Line Within

Teenage year best forgotten… the hand not raised in the classroom hid the rejection at home —confusion, torment— soul bowed against the cold rain, drizzling eyes shimmering in the streetlights. Continue Reading →

Holding Tight to Toxicity

What is this thing you do? You don’t wish to die alone and so you hold tight to your humiliator, your abuser, your apathetic acquaintances, your toxic friends… Sit. Think. Continue Reading →

Defining Your Lines (A Story of Self in Rhyme)

Unseen and huddled as she was in full view, she released dangerous tears anew. They flowed beneath her cheeks on the inside, falling to her heart’s emotional lies. A little Continue Reading →

Wearing Hurt

Sturdy, gray cloak —warmth is illusion— never resisting the chill, frayed where the heart cannot hide. Unfaded hurt. Woven barbs in fabric. Unraveled truths… tightening noose wrapping lies. Unworthy garment. Continue Reading →