Author: VK Lynne

Peaks 0

Peaks

The time has grown long. Many have stopped climbing and headed back down. Some have just decided to settle on the spot where they grew tired. And now, two more have chosen utterly different...

Red Roller Skates 0

Peace

He unfolded the letter and blinked hard. Her body lay supine before him, and as he stood beside it, he read the words quickly, then over again slowly as he sank down on the...

Feminist Poem 0

Just

Poem   That was the day I pushed off from the wall with my palms, I lunged at the throat of the coward, And I hissed in his face, “no more.” Girls are taught:...

Discovery Poem 0

Mapmaker

Poem The horizon, a straight black line, cut a diameter across her pupils. The land, neither lush nor barren, stretched out seamlessly. No path, road, or signpost marred the view. She clenched her hands...

follow your dreams poem 1

Smooth Sailing

Poem   The water is choppy, and clouds cover the sky. This vessel between me and the ocean. A few miles back, the sun had shone, and I’d glided along, languid and calm. But...

Cliff 0

An Inch

To you, it’s an inch. Just an inch in the air, a space that separates you from a desire. But for me- for me, it’s a cliff. A steep drop, into an unknown void,...

poem about journey 0

From the Shelf

Poem   From the shelf where she sat, she could gaze at the world, And weigh the good and the bad. From the shelf where she sat, through the glass, at a curve, It...

Life Poems, Art Photograph 0

Awakening

Life Poems   Truth It’s never easy, and it’s never gentle. It’s never obscuring, and it’s never unreachable. Sometimes it’s sharp, and sometimes it’s horrible. Sometimes it’s incisive, and sometimes it’s rational. Often it’s...

large tree at the backyard of a rural house 0

Neighbors

It’s a tantrum scream, But it jolts anyway; It rips through the Backyards and lawns. I grit my teeth. The times have changed. Fear and rawness shoot Through my nostrils. Anger I don’t understand,...

Bubble 0

Bubble

It’s not large… Inside, there’s room for me and he, And we float on rays of light for stretches at a time. The colors swirl on the soap walls around us, I know better,...

short fiction prose 0

Serenity

Spoken Word So it came to pass, that one morning I awoke, and the Serenity Prayer snapped into place within the folds of my grey matter. After so many years, the ghosts populate more...

Rebel Girl, rebellion poetry 3

Fuck This

Poem Fuck this…From wall to wall. Fuck an industry that says you can’t have it all. Fuck a world that says “Girl, you can’t.” instead of “Woman, you CAN.” Fuck a business where you...