Lena sat on her couch, excitedly opening the package from her aunt back home. Her birthday had been a month ago, but there had been some issues shipping this “mystery present”. As Lena carefully extracted the hand-wrapped gift from within the bubble-wrap-lined box, she smiled. “Thank you, Aunt Margaret…” she said to no one. She…
He’s talking to me, or trying, but the music is too loud. We stay behind, holding hands as his friends walk ahead of us. Our fingers are intertwined, his skin warm against mine as I kiss him, shutting him up. He smiles and pulls me into him, his lips crushing mine. His strong arms tighten around…
**Most of these are the first lines from songs with a few joining words here and there. It might not flow but I had fun playing with it 😉 ** I can hear the turning of the key, Far apart with the millions around us, For awhile, to love was all we could do, Now…
The wind whistled a mellow tune as red-gold hair danced in the spring air, a symphony of waves played into the winds bitter sweet melody. Fabric twisted and cracked in the air, as ghostly patterns of golden sunshine appeared. Her heart longed for her light, as the sky turned into swirls of orange and pink…
Boom, boom, boom,ba-da-da, ba-da-da, boom, boom boom, whoomp Boom, boom, boom, ba-da-da, ba-da-da, boom, boom boom, whoompBoom, boom, boom, ba-da-da, ba-da-da, boom, boom boom, whoomp… Fucking shit, she thought. It’s 9 P.M. on a Sunday night and people have real jobs where they need sleep in order to function the next day? This is just ridiculous!…
I feel you draw near as I watch the stars move across the sky and travel with them in light years of space and empty dreams. your warmth, your aura, your breath envelops me drawing me back into the earthly realm. music plays in a room of smoke and mirrors and fills me with you….
You think you have hidden your faint smile of satisfaction as I come to you…. stand in the spot you have indicated. But I see it. I understand it. I will do what I must. My body glows pale and pink in the faint light of this room… this chamber of the High King. You…
Ryan covered a yawn as she walked into the hotel lobby. The show had gone well and she was beat. Tired enough, she had decided, to head back to her room while the others hung out somewhere. Her fatigue must have shown, since none of them had made more than a token effort to convince…
Brody was bored. He stared up at the ceiling, wondering just how bored he could get. It was the middle of July and no one was around. Mark was gone for the summer, Bax and his family had returned to Boston and Ryan was on tour. Last he’d talked to his parents, they’d suggested he…
“Did you have a good time?” Brody asked. “Yeah, I did. Thanks for taking me.” Ryan smiled to cover the awkwardness she felt. It had been a nice evening, despite the undercurrent of tension between her and Brody. They’d been able to ignore it while with Bax’s family but there was no hiding from it…
Lara looked at Ryan over the top of her latté. “You guys fought over a tour again?” “Well, we didn’t exactly fight,” Ryan said with a rueful smile. “I got out before it became a fight. But there was definitely a difference of opinion.” “What happened?” “I already told you. Brody got upset when he…
Brody checked the lasagna while he waited for Ryan. He hoped she hadn’t gotten stuck in traffic, although he figured she’d call if something like that happened. It seemed strange that the six weeks were over. The only thing wrong was that he wasn’t still playing hockey. Not that he would be even if the…
Game five back in Washington was even more tightly-contested than game four in Montréal. Brody saw the puck sliding to the corner and charged after it. He caught a flash of white out of the corner of his eye, knew he had a step on the defenseman, and sped up as he focused on the…
Victrola: A Song In Two Voices Frank Lee & Cum Girl Author’s Note: “Victrola” is a poetic rendition of an exchange of Online Messages between Frank Lee and me inspired by a picture featuring a record turntable (the Victrola of the title). The exchange was instant and spontaneous, a call and response, each building on…
After watching Brody suffer his concussion, Ryan could not sleep. She laid in bed and dozed fitfully at best, giving up around seven a.m. She dressed quietly to avoid waking Lara and went for a walk. After close to an hour, she still was not ready to return to the hotel. She found a diner…