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Continue reading →: Fire and Rain
Read time: 3 min. An excerpt from my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest. Whisps of blue vapor still coming off Nasrin coalesce behind Jonah, forming Julrane’s outline. The outline places her hands on Jonah’s shoulders. Julrane’s voice whispers, “Time for my part.” The rain turns into sapphire again.…
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Continue reading →: Literary Revelations’ Haiku for Soulmates
It gives me great pleasure to say Haiku for Soulmates, edited by Gabriela Marie Milton and presented by Literary Revelations Publishing House, is now live on Amazon. I’m honored that my work was accepted into this anthology, and hope you’ll honor this beautiful anthology with your readership. Congratulations to the…
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Continue reading →: Growing Bright SpotsSometimes you don’t realize how much you need encouragement until you see a flower growing through the sidewalk by your office. If this cute little weed can flourish in concrete, then I can pursue artistic expression while negotiating the increasing demands of an office job. In a spreadsheet world,no windows…
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Continue reading →: Novel Excerpt: Hello, SailorRead time: 2 min. An excerpt from my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest. Julrane listened to Nasrin breathing beside her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had slept in darkness. In the safety of their rooms, Nasrin could take the glamour off and let her veins pour…
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Continue reading →: My work published in Literary Revelations’ Haiku for Soulmates!
Read time: 1 min. their faces ain’t yours(no time to judge their voices)but they fill the void I have to perform(with you I can improvise)but I love to act non-alcoholic wine(basically grape juice)but just so it works If you enjoyed the above haiku, there’s more to love in Literary Revelations’…
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Continue reading →: Last CommunionReading time: 4 mins. Content warning: Religious trauma. “This church’s last potluck, and only two attendees.” “We always said it’d come down to us.” Alexis raised her tea glass. “Cheers.” “Cheers.” Susannah clinked her glass against Alexis’. Only the moon through an ill-fitting window lit their repast. Turning on the…
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Continue reading →: Bergamot and Penny Loafers
Read time: 1 min. Safety concerns always forced her into Parker mode at work. If only people knew how much of Alexis that still included. She smirked as she applied her invisible lipstick, or, as anyone else would call it, lip balm. Besides the psychological sleight of hand, it helped…
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Continue reading →: The DropRead time: 2 mins. Content warnings: addiction, abuse, religious trauma, implied self-destruction, mental illness. Parker had spent fifteen minutes standing still in the dark holding the wine bottle. He wished the curved glass had distorted his reflection. “The neck scruff no amount of shaving ever removes, the forehead crease marking…
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Continue reading →: Nothing MuchRead time: 1 min. Her phone charger scratched on the pillow next to her ear. It should’ve sounded like a record needle scraping the vinyl while a DJ threw a conniption fit and passed it off as music. Instead, it sounded like her father using a straw broom on an…
Hello,
I’m Judith
Or rather the pseudonym I’m currently using here is Judith. I’m a free time writer and full time performer (in the sense that everyone’s performing all the time, some just more consciously than others). My poetry, which centers on translating minor moments into obscure observations, has appeared in various collections under different names. My psyche resides along the Singing River.
