Lavinia ThompsonAug 10, 2023Poem: Wreckage and AshesSometimes rain whispers gently across prairies, upon wildflower petals, soaking the earth, quenching a thirst for life; soaking me with...
Lavinia ThompsonJun 8, 2022Lilacs and Thunderstorms: Springtime DepressionSometimes I hide within bleakness. At least, that’s how it’s felt lately. Work stress. Financial hardship. Feeling stuck in various...
Lavinia ThompsonFeb 20, 2022Rugs aren't permanent - neither is darkness.An interview published in The Paris Review’s spring edition caused me to go into a state of reflection. Author Rachel Cusk discussed many...
Lavinia ThompsonJan 22, 2022January Writing Prompts 12"Empty Tomorrows" We are ghosts of empty tomorrows; the bleak grey hues overshadowing the sun waiting for light to break through, waiting...
