
large beast meandering
unaware of my presence
our paths crossed by chance
both stunned with heavy silence
which instinct will you present

large beast meandering
unaware of my presence
our paths crossed by chance
both stunned with heavy silence
which instinct will you present
Greed
In her hands a gift
Before her eyes a silver lining
Tied into a thousand knots of love
As she unwrapped diamonds
She threw her life into the mud.
Hecate
She fights with bared teeth
Raking raw old lies and truths
It takes one willing
To see their mistakes for her
To welcome souls with a smile.
Benevolence
There is a city
Resplendent with crystal dreams
Hiding in a lake
Where broken hearts swim in tears
Made of vodka and whiskey.
Jaya Avendel lives in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, where she dips her pen into the inkwell of fantasy and prose. Often inspired by life in the forest around her, she writes at Nin Chronicles

If you’d like to be featured on The Short of It,
click here for the submissions guidelines.

I’d like to thank Prolific Press for publishing my tanka submission. What wonderful news to wake up! I’m grateful to Glenn Lyvers and the team at Prolific Press for including my work in this publication. Thanks so much for this! It puts a nice spin on an otherwise troubling time. If you are interested in purchasing this edition and/or the previous one I was published in, you can click the link below.
Your continued support humbles me! Thank you. <3

beautiful creature
yes, that’s who we surely are
emboldened with strength
we just need to believe it
that we’re symbols of power
#Whatdoyousee


stores announce the fall
starting to get spookier
turning on the heat
white stuff is coming again
we’ll be layering clothes soon

living unaware
the senses do not deceive
perception tilted
an epiphany occurs
this life is a paradox

Unbelievable!
Coco, I thought you were mine?
Shadow, I’m sorry!
Leo just hanging around –
What the hell was I thinking?

we are entangled
a tedious commitment
rings of life showing
we’re rooted without water
hard to go, dug in deeply
my feeling is gloom
anxiety tags along
depression innate
doom is imminent today
i can feel it in my bones