“As for clichés, they’re an illusion. When you think about it, anything could be considered a cliché. It’s when you really bring… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Truth Copy Share Image
“And so, they sat next to a birch tree, watching the butterflies spin around them. Linetta leaned back, her dark hair falling… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Butterflies Copy Share Image
“A coldness, nearly tangible due to its extreme weight, was perceptible the instant I entered the room.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“Despite its many layers, I THIRST is a simple tale. I have truly been honored by the positive feedback for my little… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Book Copy Share Image
“Is there any sight more beautiful than ethereal mist cast over an eternal sea?” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Ethereal Copy Share Image
“Wisps of clouds scattered across the heavens, as if brought to their place by a great sigh.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Cloud Copy Share Image
“It was a walk, it was a chase, it was a symphony of time.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Time Copy Share Image
“They are each a maze,” he said thoughtfully. “Each of them—both the rose and the shell—go around and around in their own… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“Ethereal mist lingered across the hushed landscape, shrouding a round moon, gossamer swans dancing across a lake of pearl. Yet, while it… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Color Copy Share Image
“Just another attempt by Rebecca to connect an everyday occurrence to the literary world. - Adriana” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“And, together, the two soft forms, overlapping yet distinct, were like misty wings of silence, exquisitely-spun and spread full, surrounding our Lord… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“Maturity is so often considered to be synonymous with ‘adult.’ But I truly feel that maturity may be defined by the ability… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Aging Copy Share Image
“Or, maybe what really mattered was that game of Crazy 8s.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Meaning Copy Share Image
“Even the sublime portal, half of a circlet the color of the first snow, knew their names.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney First snow Copy Share Image
“A butterfly shimmered in its flight, a buttercup that had learned to reach the heavens.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Butterflies Copy Share Image
“Yes, I advise wearing the silver gown that he sent,” he said plainly. “When one sends a gift, it is usually polite… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Eccentric Copy Share Image
“But I was caught in an hourglass of colliding dreams.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Dreams Copy Share Image
“He wished to be more like the sea. He wished to know its wisdom, its peace. He wished to know the legend… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Peace Copy Share Image
“A poem must be authentic. It could be flowery, it could have the most brilliant metaphor, it could be bursting with onomatopoeia… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Authentic Copy Share Image
“She nodded, golden curls beaming in their flight, as she continued her drawing, absolutely absorbed.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
