“Once again, she speaks in another language when things get awkward.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“But I was caught in an hourglass of colliding dreams.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Dreams Copy Share Image
“. . . filled with an elegance more chimerical than ostentatious.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Beauty 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
“I twirled for a moment, moonlight kissing my shoulders. It felt like not simply the sky, but the air, was composed of… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Dancing Copy Share Image
“Odd is a compliment,” he continued, his eyes twinkling, “whereas weird is an insult.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Awkwardness 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
“No, he was silver and amber, starlings and deep, deep purple skies of the night.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“And yet the great blue sky was above me and my eyes thirsted for its words.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Blue sky Copy Share Image
“As cliché as that sounded. As cliché as truth can sound. As real as truth can be.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Real truth Copy Share Image
“She nodded, golden curls beaming in their flight, as she continued her drawing, absolutely absorbed.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“She dreamt in shades of amethyst, drinking the deep purple elixir in ballads of wood nymphs, tiptoeing by elves that hid in… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Amethyst Copy Share Image
“Delicate footprints circled around and around in a softly traced maze. I breathed in the scent of the deep crimson rose petals… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Flowers Copy Share Image
“Have you ever felt like you were caught in a maze in which nothing made sense? In which you saw Superman and… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Comic Copy Share Image
“He’s convinced that you’re a psycho,” I explained, as I reached the bench. “He has the list narrowed down to either a… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney 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 Maze Copy Share Image
“A few days earlier, Adriana and I had been browsing books at the local library. I happened to turn around and look… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Books 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
“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
“And, as I had gazed at my surroundings, at the muted, yet triumphant, colors splashed in joyful serenity over the immaculate stone… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Prayer Copy Share Image
“Many a year I told her tales. And then the time came for me to watch. And watch I have.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Lighthouse Copy Share Image
“It is the littlest of flowers that fly the farthest . . . That have the courage to fly the farthest.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Courage Copy Share Image
“No, thank you,” he flashed that grin of his. “I’ve been wondering what the lair of a poetry-inclined psychologist looks like.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Poetry Copy Share Image
