Where, O Where Could He Be?
Mar
13
Rhezerë is not pleased. There’s a niggling sensation, warm through his entire mind, of someone who’s supposed to be there, and nobody told him a new sync would feel like this.
Blue and Gold
Jan
06
Golden moments strung together, sweet and glowing in the light of every good memory Khun had. (more…)
Between Two Beaches
Dec
20
The First Beach
Some people’s lives did not revolve around someone else. Khun, my love, Shibisu wanted to say but didn’t, life did not begin or end on that beach.
illusion (poem)
Oct
20
for F and Y
There’s a moment, beautiful and new
Where I open my eyes and see you
(more…)
The Dark and the Light
Sep
07
Where the light meets the dark, hands wound together like an unspoken promise, backs met and hands on their swords.
the golden sea (poem)
Aug
30
For K and B
the golden sea within your eyes
an innocence devoid of lies
(more…)
let this be known (poem)
Aug
30
For K and B
fire and light within my soul
stand by your side, let this be known
(more…)
a kind of lightning (poem)
Aug
30
For K and B
there’s a kind of lightning in the tongue
fired up when hea’en and earth were young
a light that shines but only in a heart
a passion that can pierce the fiercest dark
Unfinished Business
Jul
25
Bam was dead.
“Were you eaten by a fish?” It was an inane question. It didn’t matter.
He answered though. “The bull.” (more…)
Light Me Up
Jul
24
The campfire flickered orange and gold across Khun’s face, bathing him in a wash of light and warmth. He was beautiful. Bam knew he was beautiful, smiling that crooked, smug grin as he pressed Bam’s stick back into his hand, a toasted marshmallow on the end. (more…)
Never Let Go
Jul
21
For a moment, just one long perfect moment, Khun’s arms are around him and Bam still feels like he’s vibrating out of his skin, but he also feels like everything will somehow be okay, because he still has this. (more…)
Non-Believer
Jul
19
“You’re our god,” they say, and it weighs Bam down, hanging heavy on his soul because he never asked to be their god. He never asked to be the one to kill Jahad. (more…)
Raise the Night
Jul
16
I am quiet in the dark of a quiet place, rock grinding hard into my back and hard-packed earth beneath where I sit, hushed in shadow.