Many names I have gone by. The different blog posts I talk about my different names and stuff. It is the skeleton of a concept I had started writing 1st May, 37 days ago. Named - identity Kim & Alita. Kimalita.My post about being Alita.Mistake maker Alita was who I wanted to be. Kim was who I … Continue reading Dark Ego, Bright Shadow. oKæ?
James succeeded Jesus as leader of the movement. April 30 is the feast day of St James the Great. My father, Peter, stands at the gates of heaven. My uncle, Paul, recorded the acts of the disciples. My husband, James, led the way after I died for he was the only one to truly understand … Continue reading James is Great: The power of our names.
Adam traced the scars with his fingers, circling his left wrist then over the outer edge of his hand. His scars resembled the seam of a glove carefully stitched into his skin. His scars stretched up his arms. The scars of his body looked like a patchwork quilt, uniform sized pieces moulded to the contours … Continue reading Your friendly neighbourhood occupants 2
I am a many faceted jewel, He is my grindstone. What he envisions, I am to become. Tender and slow with painstaking care, I am a dreamer, he is my rock. Chronographer and chronicler carve my heart inside out. . My head in the clouds, he tethers me to the earth. I am a hybrid … Continue reading Grind my skin
I haven't done one of these in ages but now is as good a time as ever for my 4th ever PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT from your Metaphorical Universal Mystic ( a.k.a. mmmother, me). PRE-TEXT Since it's been ages since my last one of these, I'll give a quick recap of my card reading style (in … Continue reading PSA: Clean your Mildew, Fairy.
Bursting and gurgling forth, I am a glorious gargoyle. Purging forth the waters, pooling on the pavement, splattering on your shoes. On hands and knees I cough and splutter, be careful to not step in my puddle. K 2011.
The room shone brighter, Glare of the mirrors blinding. Each shadow must flee. A halo on fire, The shadows lick at the walls. Where dark and light meet. Darkness disappears, A candle flickers inside. Light has conquered dark. April, 2011. K.
5 January 2019, 7:26 am; Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Thank you for joining me on this morning flight. The ba-ba-bird is the word, and if you have not heard-erd-derd the word from the birds, then this little razorblade vixen would rather cut straight to the chase. I am spearheading Ares' call … Continue reading Dangerous stranger, the Pink Granger.