Poem a Day – 3

What does tenderness mean to you?   open tiger mouths, with teeth pearl white, known for strength and wrath. yet the farmer’s daughter’s hands are safe, tracing it’s stripes. later, the tiger watches her little cottage in the night, with the chill rattling the windows. no one turns greedy eyes on the farm door. not…

Poem a Day – 2

Use the word ‘Golden’. gardens steeped with pearls and eyes on all the roses, but your face is gilded and golden. it hides all the secrets inside, though you wish them flying free above the hedge, they must sleep in the palace garden’s shadow. before the surface fractures, before the metal breaks. Works by @awitchsnest

Poem a Day – 1

Poem in which you acknowledge the writing of the poem.   strings, red wilted and weak hang from my hands as Ii connect them to the page. creations, dirt to the castle, magic to the eyes. threaded through my life’s earnings, my world’s understanding. ruptured from the agony of past pain brittle from shabby disbelief….

Novel problems

I glance at the Spotify and see the playlist “wives” and feel my stomach drop. “Wives” refers to most of my main characters in one of my novels. I loved this story idea, along with my other novel that I was creating in tandem, because why stop at one book when your mind doesn’t have…