The leather pod split. It exposed the inside where the body lay. It was no ordinary body. It was the fruit of the fungus. A long sigh emitted from the torn seam, vomiting dark loam onto the forest floor.

Adira was bitten by nature. Not a bite that was fatal; but a bite that awakened her senses to the wonders she'd overlooked her entire young life. But first, she had to transform her mind and view of the

The old campfire popped with glowing embers. Amber watched as the embers stared back at her. Suddenly, tiny pupils emerged from the smoldering wood. Filled with an ancient story she recalled reading the

She came to a screeching halt at the red light. Mason glanced to his left and caught a glimpse of her flaming red hair flowing in the wind as she puffed on a vape. The trail of smoke consumed the small

Understanding that she'd never see a total alignment of all eight planets in our solar system during her lifetime, Epiphany vowed that she would witness the next multi-planet alignment that occurred. So

This is a Curation Collection of FreeStyle collage designs I created and published in the Let's Make A Collage Community. I recently completed designing my 175th FreeStyle Collage. Now it's time to share

The Great Underwear Rebellion

El puente de madera crujía bajo las botas de Divine, suspendido sobre un océano de nubes densas que borraban cualquier rastro de tierra firme. Un frío sobrehumano erizaba su piel bajo la capa, pero el

Contribution to the community gallery / Aporte para la galería de la comunidad

Twelve-year-old Monica held onto a silver quarter, but a nickel slipped from her fingers. Her hands overflowed with cold dimes and pennies, a heavy, clinking mountain that spilled endlessly between her

I heard it once. And only once. The person's voice many revere as their anchor. The love of their lives. The protector. The giver of hugs and kisses. Their Grandmother. And, they come in all sizes; shapes;

Collage making process / Proceso de elaboración del collage

I wanted to share with you my current freestyle collage whose theme entails my discovery of how anime began. My style of collage is a Freestyle. Although I usually do, I wasn't required to utilize any

For my current mixed media art project, I decided to use a theme I've been dwelling on these past few weeks about moving through time with life's triumphs and difficulties.

I remember my childhood playing endlessly with my own pinwheel that my parents purchased for me at a discount store. It didn't matter what other small items I acquired over the years. I kept my pinwheel

Ten-year old Lacy learned that the famous yellow brick road her mom would read to her about wasn't the only path to happiness.

This is a Curated Collection of posts highlighting my mixed media art projects I shared in various communities, but primarily Alien Art Hive from April 1st through June 30th, 2026. The publications contain

Do you enjoy allowing yourself the pampered pleasure of an exquisite manicure? It's been a while since I indulged in that activity. Perhaps because I don't like long lines and endless gossip while waiting.

Heidi stared at her cooling coffee as twenty browser tabs, a half-written apology, and the lingering rhythm of a forgotten country song collided behind her eyes. Her brain was a crowded attic where the

La piel se quiebra como papel antiguo, un mapa de periódicos y tinta que ya no nombra el dolor. En la mitad exacta de la frente,el tiempo ha dejado de pesar, convertido en arena dorada que corona el silencio.