Poisoned Tea

Like the façade of his house, the man’s kitchen, den, and all rooms visible to Denver exercised the same modern, monochromatic palette of white, gray, and black, with little to no color forcing its way in, save for a small green succulent in a terra cotta pot on the counter, alone in its marble desert.   … More Poisoned Tea

Through the Black Door

She was often disappointed. With the endings of films, with her relationships and all of their lackluster trimmings, and most often with herself. Yet this one shining moment, against all odds, was not to be filed away with the cancelled plans and regrettable plot twists.   The door opened with the attitude of a student who … More Through the Black Door

The Sublime

There was an almost painful quality to their beauty, which she found all the more surreal up close, with color that burst and appeared to run liquid. Gazing directly at them from above, she was instantly drawn in by their complexity of hues- plums ringed in fuchsia, sunbursts circled with coral- as if they had … More The Sublime

Thank Your Teachers

Originally posted on bookworm_shawn:
As you sit anxiously (not eagerly) watching the days of summer vacation dwindle away to nothing, thank your teachers. I know you have yet to meet them, or if by chance you have met them, to interact with them in any real way yet, but thank them nonetheless. You may not…