The Last Time Lying cuts the tongue, Taste – torched and twisted Hiding heat repels resolution Leaving lies leaves lament, The truth triumphs, I’ve taken too much time. And with time lent and spent I’ve riddled with discontent, Granted time is torment. Penalized for two centuries And forty-five decades, to compensate, For […]
Poetry: We Are. by Dallas Sappington
We Are. Existence in the present feels like a rubber band pulled tight. Never knowing how much more pressure can be added before it snaps. We are uneasy. Mother Nature’s children are being taken from her too soon. It is beyond her control. We are mourning. The skies have become vengeful. Mother Nature is displeased. […]
Fiction: Zabrina’s Madness
The townspeople knew when to avoid Zabrina. Her body, she would murmur, was a bundle of sharp sticks slowly splitting her skin. A darkness that was unnatural by some accounts. She would sleep in the mornings, which was, of course, the devil’s hour of rest. Unfinished hems of dresses were scattered about the floor of […]
Art Process: Kayla Eddy Part 4
For the final part of this series, I followed the pattern I created last week to make a wall-hanging. The pattern was twenty-four by fifty rows, it and took about three/four hours to finish once the base strings were cut and strung onto the dowel. To see more of my work, I’m on Instagram under […]