• Bethany commented on the post, influence 6 years, 2 months ago

    You snag your props and claw your fame from the flesh of innocent children. They’re left without substance, but plenty of “swagger,” and you love it.

  • Bethany commented on the post, blaze 7 years, 5 months ago

    Elijah soaked the altar and closed his eyes, confident in God’s blazing power.

  • Bethany commented on the post, orbit 7 years, 7 months ago

    He’s destined to come back into my line of vision. Maybe always.

  • Bethany commented on the post, trunk 7 years, 8 months ago

    I talk about my mistakes because otherwise they become the dead bodies in the trunk. And whether it’s a rental car or a used Toyota Corolla, there’s only so much room in the trunk.

  • Bethany commented on the post, bridge 7 years, 8 months ago

    I’m nearing the edge of this bridge. I’ll call it “College.” The bridge was comfortably suspended between two solid realities. I feel like the one at the front. I squeeze my backpack straps until the person behind me gives me a little shove and my toe starts to brush the grass right before I feel […]

  • Bethany commented on the post, fireplace 7 years, 8 months ago

    Now, do dragons have a fireplace in their domestic homes?
    Or are their fireplaces just for the places humans roam?

  • Bethany commented on the post, scar 7 years, 9 months ago

    I have a scar on my left ring finger from when I was hurriedly getting decorations ready for my best friend’s wedding. I’ve just now realized how ironic that is.

  • Bethany commented on the post, princess 7 years, 9 months ago

    Why do some girls want to be one?

  • Bethany commented on the post, deserve 7 years, 9 months ago

    I am so entitled to Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday happy days. And if it’s not a sunny day, my Sunday is just another day. A lost day. And I don’t realize that it deserves better too.

  • Bethany commented on the post, skyline 7 years, 9 months ago

    The sky no longer withdraws. It reaches down so close to the ground that it casts a grey shadow from earth to heaven. Every one of its’ million white kisses are pure. They tell us, “Sleep, rest, and wait.” So we rest under hats and coasts and gloves, and we trust.

  • Bethany commented on the post, horses 7 years, 9 months ago

    When was was 5, I thought I wouldn’t get married. I just wanted horses. Then a horse threw me and I figured boys weren’t all that bad.

  • Bethany commented on the post, flare 7 years, 10 months ago

    He breathes his last meal of air, and every bite is desperation. His hand slips on the match oncetwicethreetimes. It lights and hisses up. He doesn’t jump at the noise. The glow ignites his pupilled eyes with hope that fizzles with the last sparks.

  • Bethany commented on the post, autumn 7 years, 10 months ago

    You come all color and excitement and you give me chills. Your kisses taste like hot chocolate and fireplaces. You wrap me in scarves and blankets and wooly socks. You are lovely.

  • Bethany commented on the post, profound 7 years, 10 months ago

    Never, never does anyone spit profundity in jealousy or anger.

  • Bethany commented on the post, passionate 7 years, 10 months ago

    It shouldn’t be guilty.

  • Bethany commented on the post, husband 7 years, 10 months ago

    I don’t know that I could ever articulate the meaning of this word in 60 seconds.

  • Bethany commented on the post, sacrifice 7 years, 10 months ago

    She’s a vegetarian. A chicken caesar salad is a sacrificed chicken, a ribeye steak is a sacrificed cow, and a jello mousse parfait is a sacrificed horse. She sees the speckled pinto through the light spots in his eyes, and takes a bite. It’s a first date: so she’ll sacrifice.

  • Bethany commented on the post, artistry 7 years, 10 months ago

    His little fist curls around the yellow macaroni crayola crayon. His wrist twitches and slips. His curves are long and careful, his turns are quick and sloppy. But it’s his name, and so it’s beautiful.

  • Bethany commented on the post, shepherd 7 years, 10 months ago

    Potato and peas and chicken and cream of something. I schloop you in the crust and bake. You are my pie.

  • Bethany commented on the post, automatic 7 years, 10 months ago

    I want my automatic to be my thought-through, my genuine, my beautiful. I want it to flow right out with every cog-turn and every lever-pull. I want my automatic to be life.