My Writing Themes: One Deep Root

Drafting, editing, and world building are the sapling in the sunlight, but the seed and roots that come first are the writer’s true creation story. As a child I often Continue Reading →

Til There Was Quiet

Fleeing, hiding, escaping, self-harm. Kneeling, reeling, holding herself, overcome. Misery, apathy, nothingness, alone. Clear tears, red tears, side by side as one. Crying, dying, she exhaled and was gone. ©May Continue Reading →

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 →