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 →

Sometimes She Died

Sometimes she needed to escape the lies. Sometimes she held herself and cried. Sometimes she died. Sometimes her hope frayed against the “why’s.” Sometimes her visions of diversity whispered goodbye. Continue Reading →

Signposts

Looking back, that’s where she came undone, wondering why others walked a road with signposts when her road had none. “Hello? Is no one going my way?” So many roads Continue Reading →

Vistanna

*A glance at my protagonist, Vistanna Ravinka Martavian. Half shadow, half light, halfway between a place that was and never was. Seeing thru darkness, suppressing light, illumination on a leash Continue Reading →