Marianne's Blog

  I’ve been debating writing this article for about 8 months. Not even my own dad knows this about me. But I’ve decided it is helpful for me...

 A short story No amount of cleaning could clear the dust. It hung about the heavy velvet curtains and nooks of bookshelves, and settled int...

Exoskeleton you are too late pushing in, pushing out cramped exoskeleton pressurized, this unknown wilderness neglected  forces tightened ...

The sky heaved and folded into purples, in that last gasp of light before blackness. He walked with his hand uneasy, clenched and linger...

The smell of old pages rages Some kind of self deprecation For years lost, Crossed off in a notebook, unnoticed In imagined ...