Michael Bledsoe

“To,
Naive self

We run, brimming with passion
Then blame hope for our sore feet.”
― Yarro Rai, Abyss :

“I'm so alive.

As I stand facing the beauty of the never-ending Pacific Ocean, a late afternoon breeze blows down from the hills behind. As always, it is a beautiful day. The sun is making its final descent. The magic is about to begin. The skies are ready to burn with brilliance, as it turns from a soft blue to a bright orange. Looking towards the West, I stare in awe at the hypnotic power of the waves. A giant curl begins to take form, then breaks with a thundering clap as it crashes on the shore.”
― Dave Pelzer, A Child Called "It"

“But this Scroll too has magical properties. From the moment I first saw it, the paper warmed to my touch. I know it came alive as I held it. Did you know there’s a serpent on the back? Some say it’s a dragon. It winked at me. Its lashes are gold.”
― Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

“If she's sad or upset or angry, she needs to be alone-she fears a man dismissing her womanly tears.”
― Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl