Fantasy Author
It is morning, the sun unfolding upon me as I push back the heavy drapes. I explain my plans to replace them to my lover, half-drowsing; I don’t know if he hears, both of us tangled together, lovingly sleepy. It doesn’t matter. Serenity, as our spirits slowly un-entwine; serenity, as we regain our Selves beneath... Continue Reading →
It rained last week. The promise of fresh grass and damp soil opened the window of my small dorm with expectant zeal. But the only scent that met me was wet, stained tarmac, and the city’s heavy, waterlogged smoke. It is hard to move the body when it is depressed. Limbs that are usually eager... Continue Reading →
We never talked much towards the end. We never talked about the things that mattered, the things that hurt, or the things that were killing us, slowly. We especially didn't talk about the thing we killed. We parted like leaves being drawn by separate winds, and I later learned you had no idea why; and... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompts: Jeremiah 23:9-15 - Psalm 33 - Romans 9:1-18 - Gospel of John 6:60-7 For Scripture says to Pharaoh: “I raised you up for this very purpose, that I might display my power in you and that my name might be proclaimed in all the earth.” Therefore God has mercy on whom he wants... Continue Reading →
It was cloudless last night. The moon was new and sharp, shining so brightly that the rest of the world was shrouded in perfect velvet black. The wind was wild, and the trees that lined the streets were being whipped into demonic frenzy. The air was alive, and just stepping out into it made the... Continue Reading →
{Photo via Pinterest} “Though your destination is not yet clear You can trust the promise of this opening; Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning That is at one with your life’s desire.” ~ John O’Donohue I made a blog in university and called it What Do You Call a Rabbit That Hasn’t after a piece of... Continue Reading →
Shelley J. Reece 