Relinquished Hope

Like a blooming flower emerging through the cracks of cemented walkways on the weary streets, she enforces her beauty upon the hovering souls, both lost and found – infiltrating their minds with wonder without a single sound. Dragging feet come to a halt with an overwhelming feeling of intrigue, submerged in blissful confusion on just…

50 Words of My Truth VII

I often feel that I was meant to be alone, that I was created as the lone wolf, but when lying alone in my bed I think of an old, faded wish. I only wished someone would’ve taken the time to fall in love with me, and it upsets me that no one has. –…

Love Needs No Invite

So I haven’t done a daily prompt in quite some time, but it’s a new year and I am fresh off my writing break, if you will. As I sit here in downtown Houston at Starbucks, spinning my creative wheels, in hopes of landing at a destination that’ll add some flare to the word “invitation”;…