Alone Again

Leona felt a wave of sadness. She had found her family. But
it was a family that only partially wanted her. Aunt Franny doted
on her, but Uncle Ezra would be relieved she was leaving.
Clementine usually acted loving toward her, but Leona feared
the girl’s fickleness. What would happen if she fell out of
Clementine’s favor?
It didn’t matter. Soon, Leona would be alone again.

-The Good Shepherd, D. Marie Prokop


 

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Still life: Wolf In Chalk

He revealed his sketch. “Do you like it?”
Leona gasped. The chalk drawing of a gray and white wolf
below a full yellow moon took her breath away.

The Good Shepherd, D. Marie Prokop


 

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Too Late

Fighting Werewolves was instinctual for Wardens. Yet, she’d
failed Justine, arriving too late to battle Luke. The guilt of this
pressured Leona to stop trying. What if I fail again?

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I Do Not Fear…

Prompt- Write a poem that starts with “I do
not fear”
I do not fear your pain, wrenched from experiences
I do not fear your anger, righteous indignation
I do not fear your laughter, reflected tomfoolery
I do not fear your intellect, mused facts
I do not fear your attraction, biological response
I do not fear your dreams, goals awaiting acceptance
I do not fear your tears, humanity’s glue
I fear your assumptions, walls to empathy
I fear your pride, fists balled to face
I fear your greed, war begetting ownership
I fear your hatred, blind bloody binges
I fear your addiction, puppet strings
I fear your nightmares, prophesied vengeance
I fear your rejection, abandonment at the precipice

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At A Distance

 “The Cloak of Dreams?” Li asked.

“It’s a story about an emperor with a sad dilemma,” Ellen explained to Li. “He loved his wife very much, but she had a dreaming soul.  When he held her in his arms, her soul wandered far away to her dream world.  So she spent five years embroidering the images of her dreams onto a cloak and presented it to the emperor.  If he wore the cloak, no longer would she have to choose between the path of her dreams and the path of her love.  If he didn’t wear the cloak, he could hold her, but her soul would continue to wander.  He chose to wear the cloak.”

“And she followed him at a distance for the rest of her life,” Ainsling finished explaining to Li.  “It’s the sacrifice he makes because he loves her.  She can’t touch him, but they are closer than ever.  Isn’t that beautiful, Li?”

The Red Cloak, Chapter 1, The Cloak of Dreams


 

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Shu Rui

I would rather be with Shu Rui than anyone in the world. She makes me laugh with her funny words and silly smiles. No one in my family listens to me, but Shu Rui does. And she never ignores me or tells me I talk too much.

-The Baiji


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Seeing Shadows

Dr. Yancey examined Li’s eyes. 

            “Some things science can’t explain,” he lamented with a sigh.

            “I can still see shadows,” Li replied.  “Isn’t that good?”

The Red Knot, Chapter 17, The Nightmare

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I’m a Star

I sing the same songs over and over

I’m so high, I have to say I’m not sober

When I collapse

I’ll leave a big, black hole

Then what becomes  

Of my soul?

 

Go, go away

Bright morning sun

In the day

I’m no one

In the night 

I shine so far

In the dark

I’m a star

-Excerpt of the poem “Lament Of A Star” from The Shorter Things Collection


 

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I Do Not Fear…

Prompt- Write a poem that starts with “I do
not fear”
I do not fear your pain, wrenched from experiences
I do not fear your anger, righteous indignation
I do not fear your laughter, reflected tomfoolery
I do not fear your intellect, mused facts
I do not fear your attraction, biological response
I do not fear your dreams, goals awaiting acceptance
I do not fear your tears, humanity’s glue
I fear your assumptions, walls to empathy
I fear your pride, fists balled to face
I fear your greed, war begetting ownership
I fear your hatred, blind bloody binges
I fear your addiction, puppet strings
I fear your nightmares, prophesied vengeance
I fear your rejection, abandonment at the precipice

 

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Just Tell Me Your Name

“I’m Sara, by the way,” the young prisoner across from her said, throwing Noelle an effervescent, innocent smile.

Noelle didn’t answer. She stood to leave.

Hey, I’m not going to knife you in the back and steal your clothes. These digs are stylin’ and all, but they’re the same as yours,” she said jokingly. “Just tell me your name.”

      “Noelle. Noelle Reid,” she said.

From Chapter 2, The Prisoners, The Red Knot (Available now on Amazon!)

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