Portfolio including poetry and flash fiction from micro fiction to short stories and a bit of photography thrown in for good measure.
The Prophecy
In slow motion, the figures crumbled. Large and small pieces swirled, defying gravity. Darkness became light and they stopped moving; suspended. That is how it began.
“Nike” by Cordray Parker. Located in the Birmingham Botanical Gardens, Birmingham, Alabama.
I am a stay-at-home mama, a voice actor, an artist, a photographer, and a writer. I love animals and the ocean. I have an AA in Fine Arts and a BA in Psychology. I am an observer, a storyteller, a dreamer.
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3 thoughts on “The Prophecy”
This definitely reads as some incredible biblical scene.
This definitely reads as some incredible biblical scene.
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How it all began… hmmm. I liked this.
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