Sai Marie Johnson
Bio
A multi-genre author, poet, creative&creator. Resident of Oregon; where the flora, fauna, action & adventure that bred the Pioneer Spirit inspire, "Tantalizing, titillating and temptingly twisted" tales.
Pronouns: she/her
Stories (86/0)
ChemCloud Horizon
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It had been that way ever since the accident strangely the illustrious and eerie coloring it made for a mystical beauty that was equally deadly. we lived in this tiny little place that seemed like it was the perfect utopia our town called east Palestine, OH was a rural community that my parents felt would be the perfect backdrop to raise my younger sister Kaitlin and me.
By Sai Marie Johnson29 days ago in Earth
Happy Valentine's Day
Three years ago, Valentine's Day was a disaster for me. I got up in the day early to go do laundry and my boyfriend at the time was supposed to be going to pick up his friend to take him to work and then was going to meet me at the laundromat but what ended up happening.
By Sai Marie Johnsonabout a month ago in Psyche
Pearl of Wisdom
As a person who has experienced a near-death experience (NDE), I think that in the last nearly 12 years since I did nearly die, I've come to realize that my life has been something of a rebirth, just like a phoenix rising from the ashes, and I've been working diligently to establish myself as a writer since.
By Sai Marie Johnson3 months ago in Psyche
Female Volcels: a Year's Reflection
Nearly a year ago I wrote a blog about female Volcels. At that time, my focus was on myself, and how I had chosen to become voluntarily celibate because I wanted to go through a period of self-reflection; to introspect upon my thoughts and feelings, who I was, and who I wanted to be as it related to what I was going through at that time.
By Sai Marie Johnson6 months ago in Humans
A Child Most Precious.
In the days before Doragon Aso ever knew himself to be called such, the boy had once belonged to a village. It only made sense that he would have come from one as he looked like a man would, and that was the curious state that led him toddling through the forest; not more than three years of age, and certainly not apt to be wandering such terrains. It was an evening one mid-fall and the orange hue of the trees as golden streaks of sunlight slipped between them produced an eerie glow. Entrancing as it was, the toddling boy was drawn further into the thicket of the forest. Not more than a couple of feet in height, Aso had dark, sooty brown hair, with charcoal eyes and his skin was a bit darker, such that the light caused a dark bronze sheen to hit his skin.
By Sai Marie Johnson6 months ago in Fiction
Wretched Little Worm
Eerie nights like the one Evander James was experiencing were strangely becoming more and more common. A shiver ran the length of his skin as the cooling fall air licked at his flesh with an uptick in the wind. The low waning light of the streetlamp as he walked beneath gave off just enough guidance in the murkiness of the creeping fog.
By Sai Marie Johnson6 months ago in Fiction
Technically Female:
Announcements from large tech companies such as Facebook, Bing and Google the workplace in America has shown a need for diversity for female employees in the technical field. Although this is a great thing it has put a bit of a damper on hiring female employees for other developer roles for smaller startup companies and the competition has become somewhat fierce. So, what exactly can startups do to appeal to those few female workers who are looking for employment?
By Sai Marie Johnson6 months ago in Humans
The Neighbor Who Tempts
Thai was the kind of person who was devoted, committed, and caring. She was a beautiful woman even for being just nearly 60 years of age. In fact, her cafe au lait skin, never seemed to age and her raven straight hair didn’t have a single speck of grey. She had two daughters Rachel and Brooklyn. Each given their own tender and loving nicknames of ray and Brooke. Thai had been a loving wife and, in her youth, a rigorous woman. And she had been fortunate to marry a man who loved her as passionately at night, and as devotedly every day to provide her and her daughters the perfect home space and be both the doting and exceptional husband and father. When she first met her husband the fieriness between the two of them was unquenchable, and Thai thought that it would always be this way because the passion and admiration coupled with undeniable yearning that she held for him made it impossible for her to consider ever having built a life with anyone else. But with all things, and as her daughters grew into beautiful young women, Thai soon began to feel the effects of having an empty nest and the syndrome that came with it proceeded to cause her quite a bit of despair and depression. Though she had never had problems in her marriage or partnership at any time before, it seemed that a dilemma had arisen to shake up her life and home space.
By Sai Marie Johnson6 months ago in Filthy
Why the Verdict Concerns Me
WARNING: I'm very sensitive about this topic. I can imagine most won't care to hear my long history of being relentlessly exposed to DV and IPV, both as a victim of mental, emotional, verbal, physical, and sexual abuse and a witness to it.
By Sai Marie Johnson6 months ago in Psyche
