writing, poetry, & art
Before, Now, and After “I had brothers once,” I say. My voice is an echo of the ancients. A mourn. A scoff. “But...I betrayed them.” I shift inward when the darkness folds itself around me. The darkness I’ve summoned for myself. “My brothers...their wings were more...magnificent. The first brother’s were fashioned of gold, but the weight was nothing…
I like your hair “I like your hair,” I say, but what I really mean is, “I like how your hair reminds me of soft summer songs, of strawberry milk and clouds in my palms. I think that when it is summer, your hair curls at the ends in sweat and sticks to your blushed…
Hi, my name is Lydia. I am 18 years old and have published some books. Today is where I talk to you about my latest project: the first two books in my fantasy series Instruments of Sacrifice. In 2010, I saw a really, really bad adaptation of Nickelodeon's Avatar: The Last Airbender. (I have since…
Essence of An Age: A Collection of Poetry and Prose by Lydia Redwine explores the depths of the heart, mind, and soul during the years where one is finding that they are growing up. Its emotional imagery will sweep readers into a world as real as their own, a world dealing with the dualities of…
I remember the taste of summer on my shoulders, the sipping of that slow burn sunset like the bruising candle and the day we met. I would sip the air misted with misconstrued intent, with long forgotten contentment. The sky gasps once more, an echo, a slammed door a gasp that falls, shatters…
