Literary Pieces
Where Is Home?
It was a beautiful day with a few sweeping clouds. My daughter and I decided to go for a long…
Browsing: Literary
The Birth of a Crystal Heart
I was twenty years old and in my second year in college… I was a week late. I decided to…
The Brightville Murders
My brother Abril and I came home on the last day of high school before summer break to find our…
Pizza With The Emperor (Part I)
As the wind blew and the waves rocked, the pizza cooked repeatedly. It was 22 BC and Naples was flourishing.…
I Have Been Swimming and You Should Too
The classic image of a vacation spot is a sandy beach with a few palm trees, all arrayed beside an…
The Elements
The High King Ruled humbly but fierce like fire The flame of the youth gathered the wise The City was…
Beautiful Path of Life
Looking back at my childhood and the people I called my parents I have a deep love and respect for…
I Am Thankful To Be Here
I am thankful for each breath I take as I wake up. I am thankful for every daylight I witness…
Reconnaissance Report
Flew around the globe a couple times times today My presence hasn’t been seen by primeape or machine per usual…
A Coping Confessional
First thing in the morning, I immediately checked my email. Strangely enough, it was one of the familiar constants that…
Lights & Shadows
“Siren Song” by Amber Lea Greene The wave is coming I feel the swells, the impending crash Frigid waters render…
The Smallest Silver Lining
April 24, 2020 Joe and I pulled into the dark empty parking garage as the clock turned to midnight. The…
From Dark to Light: My Journey through Perinatal Mood and Anxiety Disorder
To the depths of my heart and soul, I have always wanted to be a mom; it is a sacred…
No Ones Child – Part Three
The distance of their homestead to town made it difficult to arrange many after school or weekend play-dates with children…
Recovery From Madness
When I was about 9-years-old, I became conscious that eating candy—lots of it, made me feel better. Like how I…
Crying Winds
The tremble of your voice during our conversation is seared into my memory. Fearless, as usual, you explained to me…
Sonnet #46
Sonnet #46 I’d be lying if something worth saying Would compel other people to hear me There’s no denying apathy’s…
No Ones Child – Part two
Natalia didn’t quite know what it meant to suffer but she heard this term a million times. Her mother talked…
To the Boy I Wrote Stories About (and Other Poems)
Sunrise on Upper East New York City, 1988 New York sunrise over Harlem River. Rising so amber, so Amun-Ra…
No Ones Child
Natalia was a worried girl. Her nail beds, always red and raw from chewing and picking her opaque skin, her…
The Oracle
The Oracle saw all. A priestess of sight, she forsake her own womanhood in service to the gods and goddesses…
Bone-Song: The Ancient World of Kenning’s
A good kenning sears right into your soul and plays music on your heart strings. A good kenning turns something…
How Running Changed My Life
When my sister invited me to run the San Francisco Half Marathon, I was a 24 year old college dropout…