Wannabe writer. Real life midwife, feminist, introvert, nerd and mom. I consider science fiction to be reality TV and I will fight you on that. The Truth Is Out There. Dogs > people. Eat good food, make art and be kind. She/her.
Wannabe writer. Real life midwife, feminist, introvert, nerd and mom. I consider science fiction to be reality TV and I will fight you on that. The Truth Is Out There. Dogs > people. Eat good food, make art and be kind. She/her.
Nearly a year had passed and my clothes hung off my thin frame in tatters. The last week had been the hardest yet, with my horse dying and the last of my supplies gone. My legs had almost nothing left to give. My throat burned with thirst. I was so close, one more hill to climb and I would be home. As long as the spells had held there would be water, food and safety within. I rounded a corner in t...
I brought a pen and notebook.
Wrote down all their names.
Their middle names.
Their nicknames.
Their hobbies and habits.
Everything I could learn.
Their favorite food. Their childhood fears.
I learned every detail I could before it began.
To remind myself that they are human.
And to remind them too.
I have always been an empath.
I learned them all so well.
I talked to them, and actually ...
I thought my life was complete but in this moment it seems it was nothing before he came. My heart feels so full it could burst and tears fill my eyes. I can’t help but sob at the wonder of finally seeing his face. I know in that instant that I would gladly die for him, or kill for him, if he ever needed it. I am shaking all over as the midwife places him on my chest. “You’re here, you’re real!” I...
Going to write one for each of my kids
River
Full of spunk, sass and wit
She finds it very hard to sit
Still at the table or in a chair
Especially to brush her hair
Phoenix
He loves to color and look at books
Snuggle and give loving looks
But don’t tell him it’s time for bed
He might just smack you in the head
Willow
My bonus baby, twin letter B
She’s thrilled to be alive you see
She owns each ...
You loved your booze more than us
You said you’d rather go to jail than give mom money for us
You passed out when you were supposed to be ‘visiting’ us
You drove off the road and could have killed us
You tried to earn our love by bribing us
With extra cheesy tuna melts
And the toys that already belonged to us
Left at your house when we had to run
You hurt mom a lot but never us
(Except that one ti...
“Astonishing,” he says with no hint of surprise whatsoever.
“What is?” I ask.
He hands me the flyer.
‘Could your neighbor be a terrorist?’ It reads in bold letters across the top.
‘Foreign powers have been eager to take over our nation for decades, and now they have succeeded.’
The flyer went on to outline what could make your neighbors ‘suspicious:’ Non-English speaking, Muslim religio...
Tara’s story is in the near future. Northern Minnesota is getting more and more extreme weather thanks to climate change. In the winter there are massive blizzards shutting down roads and businesses for days. In the summer there are violent thunderstorms with numerous tornadoes, intermixed with periods of intense heat and drought. The story begins with the assassination of the US president, Vice P...
I stand below the mountain looking up
My feet can’t wait to start the rustic climb
At the summit I and my love will sup
And drink from flasks of dry and fruited wine
The journey starts with just one trembling step
Potential looms ahead like stone hewn stairs
Waiting to be conquered skipped and leapt
Taken one by one and sometimes in pairs
Green fir trees, oaks and maples to discover
With flora,...