Are Tampons Evil?

Foreward: NOTE: I do not recommend using Tampons on a regular basis. There are warnings on every box of Toxic Shock Syndrome when using Tampons. However convenient it may be to use Tampons during a high intensity sport, it is phenomenally more comfortable to use pads during a regular moment of the menstruation cycle. Additionally, … More Are Tampons Evil?

SONIC Cyclone

“We got off the ship. Actually, I don’t know how we ended up there. We were on our way to—” “Wait, don’t tell them,” Margaret interjects. “Why not?” “I haven’t had my turn yet.” Mary sips her tea then bends back over her tightly crossed legs and places her tea-cup on the plate. She adjusts … More SONIC Cyclone

Miss Miller

Is Jenkins a Shameless Liar? “Iva’s parents died when she was quite young, a fact that made forbidding their daughter to marry Jim Thorpe over a decade later quite difficult… [Jenkins] provided no reference for this statement.” Miss Miller What Do We Actually Know? History is all in the perception of facts; whether the story … More Miss Miller

Sadness

Winter cold shrouded her in her woolen shawl. Malilly clutched it tightly around her arms over her shoulders. Biting cold whistled across the rooftop and the stars absorbed the howling of the wind through tall forest trees. The air was icy outside. Untold threats and pending disasters in this human-made nightmare plunged Malilly into a … More Sadness

Forest King

You. Large trees loom above you in their magnificence. An awesome power and history seep out of their height like the sap from a maple tree. Upon the lowest bough you draw a line from one splendid limb flung across to another. Hanging upon that measure is your very life. Protection and friendship with the … More Forest King

Mind is an Attic

I stand in front of a tall green wall of pine wood and the paint slightly peels and bubbles in places. A fresh old smell mixes with filtered sunshine past the glass of the closed window. I run my finger along the pane. Hmm, needs washing. I walk around the dusty floorboards and whistle through … More Mind is an Attic