The smoke tall rises with bright red flecks of ash that sparkle Above a cottage deep in the woods and as the wind hearkens We gather around the fire in an intimate reunion just you and I The candles start to gutter and the incense is thick and hazy we fly To worlds unknown and…
Author: Dr Rose Petrohilos
Writing, cups of tea + music on rainy days.
Poetry: I Will Die On This Hill
It’s over, Anakin ❤ Sometimes the hardest thing about letting go Is that I well and truly know that it isn’t forever All of you will come back to me in one moment or another Or at least so it seems to me from where I sit Ever-changing and ever-growing as I grow wiser Perched…
Poetry: Breathe
In Out // I barely feel it // In Out // It’s the passing of time It’s the rise and fall of nations It’s the beating beast in my breast It’s the question mark of freedom // In Out // Can you feel it? // In Out // It’s anger and fury It’s the echoing…
Poetry: Be At Peace
Underneath the stress of a new day a new life Free and floating higher on inner strife My chest hurts a bit and my breath catches And under all the stress the pattern matches I can’t come last running my own race Peace of mind and guarding my embrace Even though I can feel when…
Poetry: Cliff
I’ve been here before I once stood on the edge of a cliff And I jumped off without a parachute Because someone told me he’d catch me When I fell and I believed him // He didn’t lie that time He caught me alright In a steel trap with jaws and teeth That tore at…
Poetry: Muddy
Sometimes in my heart the cracks show And no amount of tears can cry the pieces back together A younger me, less confident and more afraid Would have said that this is weakness But I am not weak nor am I unduly strong I am built of the same Earth that I lie on I…
Short Story: Overcome With My Radiance
This is the start of a new series! A gender bent retelling of Hades and Persephone, I hope you enjoy it. Keep following along as things get a little bit hot in the nether regions of Greek mythos xo Well, dear readers, it’s been a little while hasn’t it? Do you think it’s time yet?…
Poetry: Save Your Light
Save your light, dear ones When your candle burns low The flickers in its orange glow Dim in wind’s blustery blow Save your light, dear ones Take that love into your heart The soft red curtains pull apart Focus on the bright find the art Save your light, dear ones Hold tight to your dreams…
Poetry: Incapable
For Victory, from yours truly xo You were once told that I was leaving and you had no choice. It was said not with any religious fervor or excess of faith but in very sincere truth. I earnestly believed that I was incapable not just of critical thoughts, but of critical feelings. But truly you…
Guest Author: Critical Thoughts
From Victory, for yours truly xo I was once told that brown was a choice. It was in loving jest, at a place of inclusive worship. I oft think of this remark and parallels spring unbidden from my mind, Like plants with conscious agendas acending towards the light. Hair, a brunet canopy, weaves it way…
MarieAthena & Co 