A Conversation With Lilly Photo By: MadamChryzl I picked a flower for you... Upon delivery you were not there... I searched high... And got low... Not a trace of you was anywhere... I rested the lilly down and laid down beside her... She asked what she was here for and what was her purpose... I... Continue Reading →
Murderous Memory
Another Tale With No Ending Penelope watched as the couple swooned over one another inside of the gondola. She admired how he had brushed her hair away from her eyes so that he may gaze deeper. Penelope sighed and envied the woman’s hand as it gripped her lover’s shoulder tightly when she leaned in to... Continue Reading →
Murderous Mommy
Another Tale With No Ending October fog was always the thickest than in the other months and Penelope loved the it. She loved the feel and the imagery of the spooky air. "Honey, can you grab my box of Halloween decorations out of storage, please?" Penelope asked as she poured two cups of coffee."It has... Continue Reading →
Murderous Morning
ANOTHER Tale With No End Breakfast was always hassle... Tristan and Chrys were always a handful.Constant conflict and commotion..."Mom! Oatmeal!" too loudly... "Mom! Grits!" far louder..."Sure, My Loves..."Penelope walked into the kitchen sluggishly.Half asleep and with one eye she reaches for her coffee tin.EMPTY! MORNING DEMANDS AND THERE IS NO COFFEE !DUMMMM DUMMM DUMMMMM....-Madamchryzl-
Murderous Bayou
A Tale With No Ending "What do you know of murder?" she asked.The lieutenant stared."What DO you know of murder?"she repeated.Lieutenant Boch realigned his posture."I know that people murder people. I know it does not always require motive and sometimes it has one." he replied. Penelope sat in her rocking chair and continued to knit... Continue Reading →
Saturday Song – A Perfect Circle “Pet” *Rock*
A Perfect Circle "Pet" Fun Memory: When I was a ripe 20 years young, I took my little brother (16) to see his first concert, A Perfect Circle "Thirteenth Step Tour" in New Orleans. On the four hour ride there we blared the album repeatedly on some very shitty 6" x 9" speakers. By our... Continue Reading →
Valentines Day
This story could be triggering. Valentines Day... She sat in the den thinking of everything that could have been... Should have been; and what it was in real life... Reality did not agree with the voices, and they agreed on nothing... That day she listened to her Grandfather Clock strike 12 twice... Not once had... Continue Reading →
5 Good Minutes
5 Good Minutes Snuggled up close, Rosie and her youngest son sank in deep beneath the fluffy, pastel down comforter. Though she was asleep, in this moment, Rosie was grateful to have dodged insomnia. DAHN! DAHN! DAHN! Rosie turns over. Being quite used to experiencing rather vivid dreams Rosie assumed the sounds where part of... Continue Reading →
Mardi Gras Song & Random Thought
Mardi Gras: March 1st, 2022. I would like to invite all my readers to consider a trip to Louisiana one year to partake in Mardi Gras Festivities. If you ever do, feel free to message me and ask for recommendations. Personally, I am more of a "traditional" reveler but there is not a "wrong" way... Continue Reading →
Cajun Night Before Christmas
https://youtu.be/EjnBD7qm3iE Cajun Night Before Christmas Author/illustrator James Rice This Cajun accent (if real) is a bit different than where I grew up. It is so interesting, how many different "Cajun accents" there are in Louisiana. Tangent: My Grandmother only spoke Cajun French till she was about 8 years old when she was forced to learn... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nymph-Noel
Poinsettia Narcoleptic Nymph-Noel With mistletoe on her lips, she leaned into her lover. He knew she was deadly love, wrapped in a bow. He returned her kiss and her hands grasped both arms. She loved his taste and wished it would stay forever. Instead she held his bottom lip pressed between her teeth… His holiday... Continue Reading →
On Stolen Wings
On stolen wings the banshee sings... Bellowing vocals and haunting Kings... She falls every night... Awakened by midnight 's light... Roaming only where the darkest reside... No pink flesh, nor beating heart lives inside... Moss covered hallowed eyes... In her presence, all light dies... Resentment burns like an intestinal coal and powers her through... Harvesting... Continue Reading →
“An Old Soul”
"An Old Soul" A child that understands adult things... Is not a very good child... Likewise... When that child grows up it will never understand its own age... For those that share the same decade will likely be centuries behind... -Madamchryzl-
Cautionary Disclosure…
*CAUTIONARY DISCLOSURE* Hello my readers... The fact that you have taken one second of your day to read and experience my ramblings means more to me than .... any of it will for you... I experience seasons of light and darkness... If you are prone to depression, mania, or anything that is "Trigger" oriented... I... Continue Reading →
She Became Heartless *Disclosure: Dark Natured Short Story* The knife shook in her hand as she tried to resist it. She sat trembling, with sweat pouring down her face. She could not distinguish tears from the sweat, she stifled the screams as she shut her eyes... "This can't be how it ended." she thought with... Continue Reading →
My Mawmaw... (arguably one of the most kick ass Southern women till the day she passed) would say: "Baby girl, fix ya problems... Ain't NO ONE else gunna do it forya. Life is hard and it won't get any easier... So get use to it, sha." Miss you Mawmaw... I miss you lots... MadamChryzl-
C4 Can Look Like a Firecracker
Tiny Rosie sat in her room and cried into her pillow, today was an especially difficult day for a 6 year old. She grasped at the ruffles on her bed and buried her face into them. She inhaled the delicate smell of washed sheets, it seemed to make her feel a little better. She raised... Continue Reading →
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 