Leorah McGinnis

Fate is a fallacy
Feeble and frail
A bedtime story
Fending off nightmares of uncertainty
Fate is the flow of a fallen star
Feral and wild
Ferocious as it burns an inescapable path [+]

I squinted into the gloom ahead, trying to determine whether the dragon in my path was sleeping or looking back at me. Best not to wake a sleeping dragon, after all.
"Careful. These trees will [+]

My grief is a grove of quaking aspen.
As far as the eye can see
Millions of bones
Jutting up to the sky
With branches casting outward
To snag and snare and brush.
One giant organism
A million [+]

As Mark, the most average of the Average Dudes, stepped out of the coffeeshop and into the watery spring sunlight, the world vanished around him.
In the dark, a crowd roared and the smell of sulfu [+]

My eyes creak open slowly in the dark. I’m groggy, and for a moment I don’t know what has woken me. Rolling over, I nestle into the covers, and then am suddenly aware that I drank far too much tea [+]