Guilty

I resisted you as long as I could. But in the end, what choice had I? You contrived to worm a confession out of me, and won an admission in three little words. This post was written in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekly prompt, which has new rules! Gone is the 333 upper word limit … Continue reading Guilty

Breath

Sometimes the world takes a breath. In those quiet moments, those rare interstices, I find a separate peace in the ebb and flow and pattern of the words, in their collisions and collusions. This post was written in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge  weekend Trifextra prompt: For this weekend's challenge, in honor of all of … Continue reading Breath

Ephemera

My memory of my father was full of ephemera: mental snapshots of his face, pages of promises kept and broken, all posted against the pillar of my mother’s refusal to speak of him. << Previous Installment | Next Installment >> This post is part of the Jade Dragon series. It follows A History of Silence, and was written … Continue reading Ephemera

Family

There is nothing more treacherous than family, I thought. All my life my brother had been my protector and patron. And now he was my enemy, too. I would have to remember that. << Previous Installment | Next Installment >> This post is part of the Jade Dragon series. It follows  Poisons, and was written in response … Continue reading Family