Poet and classical literature aficionado. Lover of the arts. Creator of short stories, poems, and articles. Hostess of The SchellingtonGrin Podcast.
Some Days I'm Drowning, but I'm Learning to Swim
I let myself sink into the warm water, feeling it lap at my skin as I crouch into the claw-foot bathtub. But I barely feel the warmth. All I feel is a creeping numbness sweeping through me as I slosh the water over the side of the porcelain and onto the checkered tile. I lower my body to coat my hair in the water. Then I lower further, sinking beneath the surface and holding my breath. I count the seconds in my head...
It's Okay, and So Are You
Whenever we are gloomy about the state of our lives, it often shows in our body language, in our facial expressions, and in the ways that we respond to others. Often, we are asked the age-old question, "Are you okay?" or some variant of the same, such as "What's wrong?" or "What happened?"
"You're very quiet, Nini." His sudden observation broke me out of my reverie. I stopped gazing out of the cafe window at the passing cars and shoppers to sip my London Fog tea and take a nibble of my now room-temperature quiche. I still wouldn't look at him.
Lydia I picked Lydia up at 7:00 PM sharp. We rode in silence for the duration of the twenty-minute drive to the designated spot: the luxurious estate of our boss, the esteemed Mr. Beverly Hoult. His two-story home was nestled picturesquely into the mountainside. Parking in front of the house directly across the street, as she instructed, we could clearly see into the great dining room through the expansive front window of the lower level.
I'm a Lesbian
**DISCLAIMER: The edits made to this post were out of necessity after discovering that the post needed some TLC and editing over the years after discovering that I am not only pansexual (not lesbian), but also identify as both female and non-binary. Thank you.