#Fiction

Ode to White

Tucked into nearly-nothingness The fall of snow, I must profess - Aside from chill that does repress My eager heart and mind - May be of Nature's best success The purity does

Two

He wasn't there at all; it was just the music that made her heart ache, swim, stir like those moments when they had kissed, when he had touched her hand, when

As the Life of a Tree

"I know we're over," she said, her head hanging limp like a dying flower. Thirteen did not even have tears to cry.  Her head felt full and fiery, like

The One That Never Happened

He was one of Twenty-Six's childhood friends. He was beautiful, too - not in the same seductive way, but rather, in a way that made her stare, enamored, attempting for hours

Crosswinds

Somehow, he had managed to have them upgraded to first-class seats. Somehow, she thought, when he doesn't even have air miles or priority status. He was just charming, that way.

Between the Lines of X.Y.Z

The Way I Wanted It To Go This is not a story about you; how could it be? It's just a dream, a part of me. MLM Of course, she was