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

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;

Descent Into Obscurity If your desire is to descend into my sphere, then by all means come hither. I won't dole out judgment for that which the body and mind craves. I am cognizant of the dark emerging

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

Five Shots of Silence

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

To say Amoretta was worn, torn, battered, and dejected was to imply that a masterpiece had survived the bonfire. In reality, she'd received a terminal medical diagnosis that completely floored her. Family

Jade was never meant for the soft, manicured hands of the palace. Nor was she meant to dress and bathe the royal female inhabitants that dwelt within. No, she was carved from the earth’s most unyielding

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.

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

Part 2 Conclusion (An Unlikely Partnership Gives Rise to The New Vanguard)

Ciara, a brilliant archivist, fractured her mind into two distinct personas. Her logical side (Ciara) managed her daily life, while her hidden, hyper-aware side absorbed the emotional aftermaths.

Lance dropped his boots by the door, then walked wearily toward the kitchen island, his lunch cooler in hand. His muscles ached from a long shift at the chemical plant. Every nerve was frayed. Art wasn't

This Curated Collection of Posts encompasses a 4-part short story fiction with accompanying mixed media projects I designed for the for publication in the Alien Art Hive Community. The series is titled