My journal of big words and pretty pictures
It’s not like she could readily erase her mark. She made sure her clothing covered it, as the law dictated. Wearing long sleeves and high collars in the summer made her stand out, but she could play it off as modesty. The stigma of carrying the mark, surely, was clear on her face. She knew … Continue reading The mark
I watched his face. The play of emotions twisted his features into a grotesque mask as he tried to grasp what was happening. His face seemed to melt as he showed disbelief, then shock, anger, and hatred. Never a good card player, I hoped my face wasn’t as animated. For weeks before his trial, I … Continue reading Gallows
Circling the shallows, a shiver of hungry females stalk their prey, tasting the waters for fresh meat. More intimidating and powerful than their male counterparts, their blood lust is a powerful urge. They single out a potential victim from the rest, surrounding him, cutting him off from any escape routes. Once a man-eater latches on, … Continue reading Shark weak
First responders splinter locked front doors with sledge hammers while searching for survivors, but find more victims instead. Wooden jambs swollen from filthy flood waters keep out rescuers more efficiently than steel bolts dissuade looters. Going house to house, the quiet is ominous. Where sounds of laughing children and barking dogs were once block music, … Continue reading Fading scars
Elvis on blue velvet, sexy and luxurious. Deep, dark and sultry, a mysterious veil is drawn over the world. His bold silhouette stands against the sapphire sky, glowing embers set the fringe ablaze.
He was tragic and dangerous, beautiful and beguiling. He could charm the stars from the sky, each falling to earth like a disgraced angel who never once repented their sin. He was the kind of boy you wouldn’t take home to mother. Not because she would disapprove, but because she would try to seduce him … Continue reading Fall from grace
Thin spiral notebook 