Author: VK Lynne

Bubble 0

Bubble

It’s not large… Inside, there’s room for me and he, And we float on rays of light for stretches at a time. The colors swirl on the soap walls around us, I know better,...

short fiction prose 0

Serenity

Spoken Word So it came to pass, that one morning I awoke, and the Serenity Prayer snapped into place within the folds of my grey matter. After so many years, the ghosts populate more...

good and evil poem 1

Carrion Cost

Poem   I believed him a sheep, because I felt the fleece, But the wolf was always there. I never felt the sharpness of his teeth, So his secret hadn’t cost me a care....

Cat in a Barrel, poem about the fragility of life 0

Fractured

Poem No sudden moves- Can’t let a shard slip. The vessel is barely carrying The puddle I call Me, and This glue, this glue Is imperfect. It’s makeshift composition: Wine and approval Pounds and...

poem about pain 0

Monster

Poem   Even if I’d set out to intentionally create a source of pain, I couldn’t have done better. Because it never really leaves, it only lessens, Becomes distracted by a leg cramp here,...

Rebel Girl, rebellion poetry 3

Fuck This

Poem Fuck this…From wall to wall. Fuck an industry that says you can’t have it all. Fuck a world that says “Girl, you can’t.” instead of “Woman, you CAN.” Fuck a business where you...

ballad poem 0

Making Art

Poem   “An artist should be hired,” they declared, “to commemorate the event!” All agreed it was a splendid idea, so for a painter they sent. He arrived and listened intently, as they described...