Anthony hulked the cigarette out from between his chipped yellowing teeth, grinning as he eyed the National Bank Of Amazing Things. It glittered with the first hints of morning sun from the sky.

“Jonesy!” He spat out to his friend, who was yet again trying and failing to catch an absent cokoroach on the sidewalk using a spoon. Out of the two men, Anothony held the final brain cell.

“Huh?”

“We g...

My heart drops, Mom’s footsteps reverberating down the hall as she nears the storage closet.

I’m snarfing down a handful of gold-wrapped chocolates, my tongue savoring the taste. It’s been days since I’ve properly eaten, especially since I’ve promised myself one meal a week.

I needed my body in pristine shape for the upcoming cheer week.

“Vivienne?” Mom’s voice is muffled by the space betwe...

Tears tell the stories of my eyes

They are oceans slipping down my skin gracefully

They are a sign that I am alive

Since the day I opened my eyes to the searing light of the world

Many call it a weakness

Mistake it for fragility

But my tears are stronger than any blade

Fiercer than the night wind

Listen to my tears as they whisper tales and promises

Of joy

Agony

Rage

Sorrow

Fear

Power...

“You’ve caused me so much pain, yet the love I feel for you blinds me of it!”

Terrance’s words rang through the midsummer air.

“I’m sorry,” Fiona shook her head gently. Under the moonlight, she resembled a goddess, feathery strands of blond hair kissing her skin.

“I yearn for someone else, my dear.”

Those words speared Terrance straight through.

Fiona shut her window, silk curtains obscuring h...

I’d take a bullet for you

Only to realize you were the one holding the gun

I cannot undo what is done

Cannot unsing a song that’s been sung

But your betrayal will leave a scar that cannot be erased

A blemish on my skin

Sticks and stones never broke my bones

But words made me starve myself

Until you could see all of them

But even still I want to let my love for you thrive

Even as my knees buck...

300 days of unrequieted silence.

300 days of slowly but surely drifting apart.

Our once merged worlds breaking away and floating further into the void.

Rain splattered against my face as I trecked up the steps and up to the rooftop. We were two unrecognizable beings now, wearing different skins and walking the earth with a new purpose.

I found him leaning against the railing, gazing up at th...

_Showtime. _

I glanced down at the audience below; elven women gossiping quietly, roughish centaur men, impish fae children, and far more creatures of Endoria scattered across.

So many creatures with their lives at stake.

I gripped the bejeweled podium, taking a breath.

“Eons ago, our blessed Three Sisters graced our land,

Euoria of the Sun, Loura of the Moon, and Xarne of the Stars. We were ...

I had to leave.

The walls of the shrine began to rumble with the warning of a nightmare to come. The display of the relic crumbled to a heap of sand.

My fingers tightened around it, feeling its cool gold surface whisper a plead to me to leave.

I stuffed it into my satchel hastily and bolted down the pathway alit by molten candles. The exit was close—_so_ close.

_Almost there, _the sliver of li...

The tufts of cotton candy I stuffed in my mouth at carnivals when I was young.

The gentle fabric of pillows under my head as my mother tucked me to sleep.

Sun-soaked days from elementary school when I was sprawled over the grass during recess, gazing up at the clouds above.

The feeling of my father’s hand in mine as he walked me down the crosswalk, my small fingers curling around his.

The days t...

It’s a cramped space, cloistered from the rest of the rooms in the house. Like myself, it may not seem like much on the outside, but it’s a kaleidoscope of mysteries and life inside.

The walls are a cream white pinned with posters of my favorite artists. Lyn Lapid, TV Girl, Laufey, and JVKE. Shelves decorated in vibrant stickers hold books arranged from romance to horror.

A vinyl record play...