Grief makes men reckless. Insecurity makes women loud. And composure? Composure makes people dangerous. Shea sat still while the room shifted around her. Jason was bleeding pride. Kayla was bleeding ego. Nobody noticed Shea was bleeding patience. The thing about public tension is this, it doesn’t ask permission before it exposes what’s been festering. And this time? Nobody’s walking away untouched.
I wanna write you…but truth is—I damn near wanna fight you. Wanna scream your name so the whole block hears it,then block you so I ain’t gotta see you. I got a million words sitting on my chest,but every time I let ‘em loose,I regret it.So I choke ‘em back.Silence.Hell—what’s one more day? But then … Continue reading Love & Rage
She stared at the screen like it might change if she blinked hard enough. Paige’s voice sounded like it came from underwater. Everything around her muffled—except her pulse. Loud. Unforgiving. Ruthless. “SERENITY!” Paige yelled to snap her friend out of this trans she seemed to be in. She walked toward her, almost in a walk-run … Continue reading Serenity’s Bliss (Part 6)
Life. Experiences are the most gratifying. Live. -KJ-
The clouds hovered for oh so long, They became quite the norm. The rain never bothered just slowed down the pace, I was just glad it hid the tears on my face. The wind became stronger, the thunder loudly roared, The beat of my heart became shallow, I just quitely ignored. The pain was overtaking … Continue reading Storms
Six Word Story Sundays! My attempt at a Six Word Story Prompt.
Kae Jaye The Writer 