POETRY: Last Night

Last night I cried
And my eyes opened
My soul poured out
Small drops of emotion
Only human frailty can create

Today was rain
And the heavens opened
The cleansing torrent
Washing away the impurities
Yet allowing life to go on

Last night I cried
Today was rain
And my eyes opened
And the heavens opened
My soul poured out
The cleansing torrent
Small drops of emotion
Washing away the impurities
Only human frailty can create
Yet allowing life to go on

POETRY: Tears

tears

You cried with me today.
And all I could think
Was how beautiful you were.
Vulnerable to yourself.
Your strongest emotions
Unable to form words, but
Filling your eyes.
Painting humanity on your face.

artwork by Isaiah Stephens

FICTION: “Raven: 1” excerpt

Excerpt from Chapter 1 of “Raven” by Hannah P. Simmons. Artwork by capprotti.deviantart.comcaden

     Caden turned his head so that his ears were acutely directed towards the palace, listening for the approaching guards.  His chest rose and fell with exaggerated effort as he tried to slow his breathing.  He was resolved to hold his breath if necessary.  The palace guards were more beast than human.  Their sight was the least important of their senses.  No, they hunted men by listening for their heavy breathing, by feeling along in the dirt for an imprint or inhaling deeply to discover a scent.  They were creatures of the king’s creation, and were to be feared.  And now, they were close.  Too close.

    Idiot! Caden told himself. You’re supposed to be the best.  

FICTION: “Raven” excerpt

From the intro to “Raven”, a novel by Hannah P. Simmons

   IM000120.JPG“Come here.”

    Joshan stepped forward, moving along the side of the chair.  Miach’s hands rested on the dragon heads that ornamented the leather arms, and his gaze was still directed into the great fire before him.  Joshan glanced down at the board and pawns.

    So that was it.

    “You haven’t needed my counsel for a long time. I thought you had mastered Raven.”

    “I didn’t bring you here to advise me about my next move,” Miach told him.  “I want to know what HIS next move will be.”