Wicked 14 (His side)

Finally
After six months of torture
Today I will finally get to see her.

I’m nervous…
This feeling reminds me
Of when I first saw her
On that rainy day
500 years ago.

My beam of pure light
The glory of my life

There she stood
Looking at me
While her clothes and bearing
Resembled a dark winter storm
Her skin was white as the snow
Such a thrilling and beautiful soul
Surrounded by a scarlet field
The siege of Belgrade.

I was surrendered at her feet
Not by fear
I’ve been a slave for many years
The horrors I had to deal through
All of those years
Can not compare to the loss
Of my lord who was killed by Suleiman.

No, this is not fear
This is my desire to be her shield
Her spear…

It was out of my control
I just felt my heart racing
Everything else was blurry
Heat invaded my calm demeanor.
Seems like I knew her
Yet it was my first time seeing her.

The sound of her voice
Waves entering my ears
Ecstasy resonating
Through my veins.

“This is a nostalgic smell
You’re that baby boy,
Your mother….”

She looked pained
I wanted to embrace her
And say, everything is ok…

“She would be
So happy to know
You are alive…”

She tilted her head
It reminded me of an owl
A beautiful and majestic
One at that.

“A bit messy, but alive.
So what is your name?”

Her smile welcomed me
A slave barely surviving a war
I wanted to tell her my everything
Yet I am a mere number
I became aware of my self.
Trembling I said,
“I… I am number 66.”
I was ashamed
My heart throbbed uncontrollably.

“Hmm, very well follow me
I will find a proper name
To her son.
And you are no longer a slave
It is your choice.
If you want to follow me
Hear my say
If not let’s part ways.”

She started walking away
dignified with her sword at bay.
On guard just in case…

My goddess of destruction
As well as of creation
I followed her…

Wicked 13 (His side)

She’s done it!

Rose knows my weakness…
She’s deliberately torturing me.
It’s been six months…
Six months!
And only six
Six pictures!! Sighs
Leia looks beautiful in this one
My goddess of creation
This one also…

This person is taking close pictures…
Too close…
He better not fall for her.
(It was Rose)
Is she smiling because she is happy?
Or perhaps…
Is it the guy taking the pictures?
(Once again, it’s Rose)
Ngh…
I better finish
The transfer papers
Only six months
I’ll get the company
And offer her work
The house…
Also I need to have the house
Next to it…
(Looks at the picture
While holding the documents)

Sighs
This is torture…

Wicked 11 (His Side)

Today is the day…

I have felt good
Since she came
Into this world.

But today
I’m thrilled
I’m almost done
Grooming myself
To meet her.

Five hundred years
Have passed by.
Today
She will
Finally be mine
Once again.

It was hard
Not to show
My emotions.

My restrain was
My vow with Ernest
Not to come close
To her
Until her 18th birthday
so I had to keep away.
Even when she came
to me
I had to be silent
and cold.
Not a good start
at all.
But today
Will be the end
Of that
I’ll finally show
my true self.

Leia
My lovely honey eyes
Frail like jasmines
In full bloom
With such a sweet
Smell
Under the moonlight.

Finally
Behind this door
Is my betrothed
What face will she make?

I opened the door
And there was
Only a note
“The kingdom is yours
Don’t look for me
Since I won’t exist anymore.”

My heart sank

I was shocked!

But I felt her presence
Her unique blood
That keeps us vampires
From desiring only blood.

Then, I saw it.
A blood stone
Who?
Who took her?

Who dared?!

To go against me?!
I grabbed the stone

Enraged
I left the mansion.
In search for my beloved.

Wicked 9

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

A thought came to me
As I was being
Interrogated by the cops.
**Erase their memories**
But what’s the point
The fire needs to be stopped.
I need a bias to leave
And this is for the best.

After 5 years of absence
I need to proclaim
What is rightfully mine.
My lack of knowledge
In administration
Might be a set back
But I’m willing to fight.
since that’s my home
and they are my people…

“then, I’ll leave it to you
officers.” I walked away
Not far just next door
Which they found odd.
“Ah, forgot to say,
I’ll be staying at my neighbor’s house
Who is also my boyfriend.”
Their face suddenly changed
Yeap they understood
Case closed.

As I entered his home
I felt the emptiness of the place
Or is it the emptiness of my heart?
Great!
I have really fallen
Into his grasp!

Makes me wonder
If he even felt
At least a bit
Attracted
Or if any of those
Words
Those memories
Anything!
At least had a significance
To him.

Why?
Why did he make that face
When I pushed him away?
Why didn’t he dodge
My fire coming his way?

Wicked 7

By RRSuperNova

*****     Continuation   *****

Eight years ago
I decided to run away
My father
Gray haired
Hazelnut eyes
Rigorous man
Lord Evans
The lord of the north american vampires
Passed away.

I as his only successor
Became the new lord
In name only.
The real lord was
Mathew
He was my father’s right hand man
As well as my betrothed.

I was kept in the dark
My dad kept me
as his treasure
That gem
That needs to be untouched
And shiny to wait for the right man
To have the vampire kingdom transaction.

I hated it
There was no love
He was as cold as a stone
He just needed the emblem
To reign the kingdom.
So I left it
Along with a letter.
“The kingdom is yours
Don’t look for me
Since I won’t exist anymore.”

I asked Rose
To change me
To give me a different life.
I just wanted to free myself
From this rigid life
From being a mere figurine
In display to the clan.
This crown was too heavy
To uphold.
And I wanted a child of my own.
We as vampires can only
Give birth if our partner is human.
Of course that was out of the question
With him…

If only I had remembered him
Maybe I would have chosen differently…

My Vow to You

By RR SuperNova

I’ll trust your words
By taking this hand
I’ll give you my all
Without forgetting myself.
I’ll build you a home from scratch
And give it some warmth.

I don’t ask
For much in return
Let me love you
Let me be part of your world.

I’ll try my best
Till death do us part
And after that
I’ll become a shining star.

And just like the sun
With my ray of light
I’ll caress you
With delight
And fill you with warmth.

This, I can vow
For this is my love
My all and my soul
They came into this world
Just to find your soul.

I Wonder

Regrets…
I have many
Too many to count. 

Rainy days
Liquid too heavy
Too sharp and too runny
Sometimes
Too scary and muddy. 

Followed
By colorless rainbow days
Too depressing
to not even imagine
It’s final prize
The end with its treasure. 

Maybe a wish to a better past
Then again
With the current knowledge 
With the current courage
Without the knots
Fearless and assertive. 

But would that be me?
Would that change
Bring me to now?
Would these words
Come to existence again?
I wonder…

ANGEL WITH A GUM

By Rosalva Ruiz

It was back in 1986 when my family was involved in a car accident. There was a bus full of people who helped us get out of our truck and laid us on the road. Although my vision was blurred by red stains, I saw her, my angel with a gum.

She may not know that she and it kept me mentally stable while watching my unconscious mom on my side covered in blood. On my other side, my sister trying to cover her pain with her arm on her eyes, biting her lower lip, laying there, as her legs were covered in blood as well. People surrounding us, whispering in disbelief as if we were some freak show from a roadside circus. And my red blurry eyesight that stung as I was watching it all.

She may not know that with this little piece of gum, she showed me the empathy from a stranger that I thought was long lost.

She may not know that thanks to this little piece of mint, I was able to breathe while my headache lessened and washed the iron taste in my mouth.

She may not know that it was thanks to her that I let the police officers take me and my sister into their car. It was thanks to that gum that I sat without a fuss while the doctor stitched my forehead.

And the most important of all, it was thanks to that gum that I did not despair when a doctor took me into his arms to see my shocked mom screaming, “Where are my daughters?!”
This invisible me in her eyes understood her state; yet I still cried while chewing that gum.

I have always wanted to say thank you; however, I don’t even know her name or where she is. The only thing I know is… The bow in her blouse made me think of angels wings.

Hopefully this time with this anecdote I can finally say,
“Thank you, my angel with a gum.”

* This is an anecdote I wrote for the “Mcallen Public Library Anecdote Day Contest.”

It will be held on July 5th, 2020 If anybody is interested on participating here is the link.

That which is like sand

Some say that time never stops
But I believe otherwise
Time defines our surroundings
But not our belongings.

It is wise
It gives us what we need
Sometimes to heal
Others to think.

For sure
it will teach us to live
To some, it comes in a breeze
To others, it comes after a slap.

It defines a new life
It seems long to some
At least to those yearning
Yet it is so short
To those transcending.

I guess it’s just there
To warn us
To guide us
To give us that push
But above all
To give us a sense
Of direction in our lives.

Food for the soul

As much as I thought
There were no such words
That came to my thoughts
When we talk about food.

Is not that I don’t enjoy
The delights of eating
It’s the preparing
And then the cleaning.

So let’s change it a bit
Food for the soul
There’s many things
Some are loud
Some are zens
And humor is among them.

There is dancing
which let’s the body sweat
With the sweating
and the moving
At least I forget
What needs to be forgotten.

And with each brush
A feeling is left behind
Such is a feat
That the painting
Becomes alive.

Of course
with each word
Our expressions
Give an illusion
Of a new world.

And there are much more
At least that I know
But for now
Let’s say this is my song
The food for the soul.