No One knows who We are thereUntil then, I will swim in the warm, blue water, drink in the perfect starlight and sleep in the velveteen darkness of a restless summer.
Life is so very, terribly beautiful I'm afraid I won't survive it.
~LillianAlyse
Pick a star on the dark horizonNewest
The Widow WhiskeyThe rain falls thick and sweet, like milk.The Widow Whiskey
It films the teashop windows and obscures the shadows that stroll in the streets. Steam peels off the surface of my steeping tea and travels up my nostrils like smoke in a chimney flue. The pleasant, cleansing sting of lemon-scented vapour makes me crinkle my nose.
With the nonchalance of an indulged youngest son, Jack pours a measure of Tennessee whiskey into his coffee. Glug, glug, glug. I don’t pretend not to notice; instead I pin him with a pointed look as I fill my own cup with a gentler indulgence—heaps of sugar and heavy cream. The flask—bound in
by ~LillianAlyse
Prayer at Saturday MassWith head bents, softly begging pardons come the reaching and the pious few. They kneel and pray in candle gardensPrayer at Saturday Mass
to Maria, radiant in blue. Her face is gentle, pale and yearning; haloed head bent towards an empty pew.
Upon an altar, tapers burning; light flickering on a sad-eyed saint whose gaze is somber, grave, discerning
unchanging in cracked and faded paint; slain in half forgotten violence, a martyr bejeweled with worldly taint.
They answer all the pleas for guidance with not a breath to mar the silence.
by ~LillianAlyse
DARK: Us, As FireworksForgive me that I sprang back from this Like a cat from the snap and crack crick crack Of a firecrackerDARK: Us, As Fireworks
but how like fireworks we were! Alchemical and full of our own liquid light, Exploding across the black glass sky and shattering the brittle evening. Our orient magic burned the blue air the colors of rubies and tangerines Until the stars were forgotten in swirls of smoke and supernovas. In every pinprick of light: a world of potenti
by ~LillianAlyse
Didn't Sleep Much After ThatOnce she dreamed the baby’s fingernails Had grown long and pointy, Sharp as disposable fork tines, And she swore she felt them raking away at her womb. The tiny prisoner pawing at her uterus; The fetus—like a lump of half-living putty— Letting the placenta catch and curl around its claws Like a plastic bag on a tree branch; Ripping, tearing, shredding. But they were trapped, Each with the other.Didn't Sleep Much After That
When she woke the next morning to vomit, As she had every morning for weeks, She swore her insides itched Like wasn’t carrying a child
by ~LillianAlyse
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