Poetry: Flying On The Thunder

For Victory x There is a kind of dance we know how to do A dazzling display of movement just for me and you Your feet went up as my hair tumbled down You raised me high to see my ghostly crown A halo rich in celestial motion as my eyes close Barely you held…

Poetry: Paint It

Blending my love into vibrant colours I am awash with the bright contrasts Of pink and red and yellow and green A kaleidoscope of mixed medium feelings My heart explodes with the riot of it all How can I have so many flavours and Why don’t I want to settle into only one I suppose…

Poetry: Underneath The Greenwood Trees

For Victory, may he e’er hear a certain bird sing a midnight song. // Can you hear the rushing hush-hush-hush When the trees are talking rush-rush-rush And the stars burn brightly touch-touch-touch The birds cuckoo shush-shush-shush When I make love to you brush-brush-brush // All my love, Marie Athena

Poetry: Rose Red

vampires don’t always come by secret in the night sometimes they come in the brightest day with lights a’shining little laughs and very scary senses of humour to steal the Rose Red from my arteries lucky for me blood is a renewable resources and like the trees I plant in all the fertile hearts I…

Poetry: Wrote The Stars Into Life

Am I the girl who wrote the stars into life Am I the woman who wreaked vengeance Am I a lost boy looking for another player to join my game Am I anyone or anything other than a frightened soul looking for her home My dear lovers, once upon a time I would have looked…

Poetry: Incantations

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…

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…

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: 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…