control

written 9/16/21 “How much control do I have over myself? Am I kidding myself when I say I can control how I’m feeling, what I’m doing, what I am? I hope it’s just a case of overthinking. I don’t want to turn into something I fear.” ~Sammicakes

(beyond) the nature of the angel

He laughed as though it was against his nature to not laugh. He smiled because it was the natural state of his face. To this being, it was the only way to exist, to present, to experience. This was beyond the nature of an angel. He was far more divine. ~Sammicakes

comfort in familiarity | friendship musing

the joke was good because it was harmless, and it was a good joke because she saw it coming. the familiarity of it, of her, was enough to make a dull life gleam. Thank you for reading! If you would like, please check out my YouTube channel and give my most recent video about journaling…

Love and Understanding | Chapter 1

rough draft of demons of their heart excerpt. the human meets the beautiful fairy tale of his childhood. cw: swearing Upon the highest tower of his palace in which pierced the white clouds of summer morning, Amalla watched the human man hundreds of feet below traverse his way about his beloved rose garden. The human…

Of Ocean, Of Lingering Touch

Long past hum of amethyst waves Low and rhythmic in midnight’s stupor Still buzzing, singing, within the space between ears Linger like its ceaseless touch Against oblivious skin and undressed frame In the dark solitude of sweet velvet night That does not hold home, that does not hold back its yawn With head resting, body…

to be with | poem

get off the road and turn to the side to start the coughing there’s blood in your hand you’re the man I want to be with to be seen with I see no flaw in you I think you’re flawless from the way you look at me I love your every kiss only the ones…

Love and Understanding | Chapter 10

rough draft of demons of their heart excerpt. a trip to town. It was the coldest night of the season, and Santhan insisted Amalla dress for it.  Instead, the being had decided to wear a knee length dress of fern green and daisy white velvet that hugged the shoulders scooped at the neckline. Amalla’s new…

darkness

“Only darkness exists in my mind if a moment does not hold you in it. It is an essential darkness of potential, but I have been afraid for so long that I have hidden myself within it, too afraid to fully move past the false security it has gifted to me. It has confined and…