Author Lyddie Bourgoine
There are no written ways to arrive at this.The fine strokes in this painting,The way it shapes this. It can fill souls with absolute bliss,The thought of creating.There are no written ways to arrive at this. Colors form perfect lines,… Continue Reading →
“It will be easy money!” Jaxon had said. “All we need to do is get in, grab the painting, and get out.” As Mel and Jaxson sat in the back of the police car, she could just about murder him…. Continue Reading →
I was ghosting you last night because I was with someone else.Was the text Carrie woke up to in the early morning, filling her thoughts with rage. She couldn’t believe that that was all Emily was going to say after… Continue Reading →
“Your problem is not my problem,” Anna sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose.“It is now.” The ghost argued, crossing his arms. “You’re the one who chose to move into a haunted house.”“You’re dead!” She shouted back. “Why don’t you… Continue Reading →
“You’re going to need these. You know you will.” A stranger mutters to me on the street, shoving a canvas bag into my arms before rushing off into the crowded sidewalk. My confusion overwhelms me as they get swallowed by… Continue Reading →