Afterglow and the Creative Storm (via Passionate Reads)

I’ve been caught in a creative storm and I hoping to find the Afterglow any day now.

At the heart of all the before
The after
When she rests curled against his hip
or kneels at his feet head in his lap

After whip-like lightning strikes
After torrential tears
After the thunder and clash of bodies
leave her renewed and fresh as rain-washed grass

He brushes her hair
draws a finger over
a newly bloomed bruise
along a razor-thin welt
and she thanks him

By Nara Malone ~~~ I've been juggling three projects this month: The video game, Sp … Read More

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