Maia Brown-Jackson
Stories (4/0)
June
It was early May, and the cherry blossoms had been scarce this year. They had already left the trees and the most recent storm washed their petals from the streets. It was three in the morning when Melissa Sinfonetta died on the operating table, and her daughter, June, was extracted from her body.
By Maia Brown-Jackson7 months ago in Fiction
Me and the dark
This is the story of a girl who was afraid of the dark. This girl equated the dark with monsters, with the nothingness she’d been told came after death, with hands and claws always just out of sight ready to grab her. This girl believed in magic, and trusted her cats to watch over her while she slept. She knew when she was young that there was something different in her, but she didn’t understand. As she grew older she began to see the darkness, but it frightened her. She hid it deep inside and devoted herself to pouring out all the light and the magic that she could to everyone she touched until she was empty.
By Maia Brown-Jackson7 months ago in Psyche
