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 ThompsonJan 22, 2022January Writing Prompts 13"Make Me Whole" Sometimes pieces don’t realign as envisioned. Sometimes they crumble to pile up as dust. Or they crack and shatter across...
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...
Lavinia ThompsonJan 12, 2022January Writing Prompts10: #sixwordstory He wrecked her. She rose again. Image by Catharina77 from Pixabay