Uncategorized – Year of the Inner Goddess

Evidence of Life

There are three bright droplets of blood upon his pillowcase.

Chamomile Tea

Steam wafts upward and caresses my face as I turn another page of the evening, my thumb circling the porcelain handle of my cup. There had been recklessness in the air that night…

The Trouble with Feeling Everything

For such a petite woman, I possess an absurd capacity for feeling. Not one emotion at a time, either – that would be far too simple and respectable.

Have you ever disappeared so completely into one of your favorite epic fantasy novels that you cease to be the reader? Somewhere between the turning of the pages, the heroine quietly dissolves… the villain who has spent hundreds of lines denying the living spark between you and pretending your existence is of no consequence finally…

Death of Desire

I have faithfully recorded every adventure of the past four years. Most have been beyond compare; others have been interrupted by the untidier realities of life. The subject of this account, however, believes they have been portrayed both unfairly and unflatteringly. Accordingly, and solely for the preservation of their reputation, the account that follows has…

The Fourth Vow

Three vows she imagined might save her from herself: silence for the mercurial mind, chastity for the feral flesh, and solitude for the wounded heart.

Heartbreak

Anguish surged through me in great tidal waves. Rage followed. Then despair. Then a terrible numbness, as though my heart, having bled itself dry, had simply ceased its protest.

What Pain Tried to Steal

“You claim the evening was a failure.” “It was.” “You just spent five minutes describing an event you clearly adore.” I opened my mouth. Then closed it again.

The Storm Without and Within

The first warning should have been Hades. The second was Zeus. The third arrived with the storm.

Dear Diary

And I am staring at this page as though it might decide for me where such a story ought to begin. Because this is not the first tale of its kind. That, perhaps, is the difficulty.

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