Posting online

I speak my mind,and a barren screen replies. I raise my voice,but an abandoned field flows by. Perhaps the goalisn't to raise my voice to the void but to find meaningin the emptiness. To find a home. Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

Blind decisions

I scramble under a bushhiding my soul Decisions chase after me,leaving to-do lists in its wake Perhaps if I turn the other way,I could catch a bit of a break But Decisions find meno matter where I turn And I end up choosing blindly Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

My flash fiction is published!

Hello everyone! I have exciting news! My piece, Counterfeit, got accepted by Coffin Bell for their Volume 4, Issue No. 4. The theme for the issue is technophobia. I used a futuristic setting and made a cool connection between the words paura (fear) and fuga (escape). Here's a link. Submittable didn't even tell me this … Continue reading My flash fiction is published!

Perception is key

I walked up to you, talking about butterflies.How they formed from the uglyand morphed into a creature we could only dream of. You said something along the lines of howbutterflies can be beautiful to me,but the credence of it is more complicated than that. I tilted my head and took a step back, confused.Butterflies had … Continue reading Perception is key

The past

The past catches up to me,hands me an old file,and walks away without saying a word. It takes a while for me to open the file,not wanting memories to take overand leave me unproductive for the night. But when I do, I fall to my knees.Pain, joy, terror, love, disappointment, and reliefall swarm me, taking … Continue reading The past

The stars

I count the stars, which sounds impossible, but since I live in the city, I can. The night is a brown-gray mix with a handful of white dots. They blink a few times, checking to see if I’m still watching.  I am. Sometimes the red one—Mars—comes out for a hello. A legendary stardust member. It … Continue reading The stars