deep-space-magnolia

[deep-space-magnolia]

Drawtober 2021 by Timothy Von Rueden

[deep-space-magnolia]

Three

hair grows down her back in waves, gracing the dusty ground with its silver tips. her smile curls the corners of her grey eyes, betraying an underlying lethargy. her hands move rhythmically, up and down side to side, weaving hairs of creatures unknown into enchanting patterns. though the action in itself is mundane the product of her work is magic, especially to the little girl who sat…

[deep-space-magnolia]

Those Eyes Not Quite Right

Those Eyes Not Quite Right

"There is no justice for those who seek it, not here," Their voice drips sickly through my ear drums. O o z i n g, As I silently beg the vibrato to leave. I feel that deep dark pit in my stomach clench in fear I do not anticipate. They have me deeply entrenched. I have no choice but to reflect on why I've come. Why I've relinquished myself willingly into their danger, or simply into their…

[deep-space-magnolia]

Where I stand at the edge of the universe is where I’d like to stay. It’s the only place that holds me safe, like a blanket I can wrap myself tightly in. Maybe, you’ll find yourself adventurous enough to join me but until then here is where you can find me: 

Deep Space Magnolia

[deep-space-magnolia]

I, Me, We

I. I is rare, And not. I is alienating, And not. But, I can be so descriptive. Like if I said, "I do feel shame, I am a perfectionist and because of that I am ashamed." You would know that I am only talking about... Me. Or is I, not truly Me. Is I the cop out? And is Me, Just in the wrong place at the wrong time? Does Me actually believe what I say? Or, is the fact that I am Me the reason I…