Cookies and sammiches

angel grave statue

It was always a plate of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies, none of that pasty store-bought dough. That prefab cookies taste is like drinking instant coffee, you can immediately tell the difference. It wouldn’t matter, Maisie would never take shortcuts where Nell was concerned. She deserved the best. All of Maisie's friends tried to dissuade her from … Continue reading Cookies and sammiches

Tideland

gray foggy beach

You sought to dull my voice, Casting my words into the blankness, Tossed and swallowed with malice. In your cruelty you rejoice. No guiding star to lead me On a path I did not choose, I stumble, yet still refuse This penance defiantly. Engulfed in poisoned air Deafened by brackish lies, blinded By your razor-edged hatred … Continue reading Tideland