Author: Missy

She 1

Yellow Curry

Do my insides change color when I eat yellow curry? Is the bubble gum still there from when I swallowed it in first grade? What of my life sticks to the insides, changes it...

Three Chairs 0

Encounter

Three of us sitting there, silent. Not knowing what to say next, stunned by the moment we find ourselves in. The vast emptiness between us is like a dinosaur in the room. It’s presence...

Feet 0

Touch

The weight of your fingers pulled by gravity with each fall. Landing on keys as if they were always meant to be there. Magnetic attraction; like my heart is to your music. You shape...

Emerald Lake 0

Emerald Lake

Listening carefully through the whispers of winds and chatter of travelers. Through the calls of birds seeking a mate and footsteps on the rocks, I hear what’s underneath. A gentle ripple of water kissed...

Girl on a Bridge 1

I’m Listening

My spirit knows. She knows it. Knows the us before now from the ancient past into eternity. My spirit, she knows more than any other part of me, she knows. A knowing like she...

Boy 1

Seeing You

I see you. All the parts. Even the ones you don’t think you show. I feel I hear your soul talking to me, revealing the essence of who you are. I see it. In...