Selene Noel

“The Unburied” by Selene Noel

TW* mention of SA The thought comes to me on a bleary November afternoon. A full week after her 30th birthday as a matter of fact. Haunted by her face and unable to stop reliving what led to our separated paths, I decided to take matters into my own hands. It was time to apologize, to have her forgive me and be a part of my life once again. It’d been years since we last spoke and saw each other in person. Nine years to be exact. I didn’t know what it was that made her stop reaching out, not even for my birthday. It’s why I don’t say anything...

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“Letting Go” by Selene Noel

Submitted to Contest #79

It had been almost a year since I’d moved out of my mom’s house, as well as states. I knew she wasn’t happy with my decision, but it had been mine to make. I was anxious to be out in the world on my own. I was ready for a place of my own, where I wouldn’t constantly feel like I was under a microscope. I was ready for a sense of freedom and to live my life as loud as I’d always wanted to. For her, I’d kept so much of myself hidden but no longer was I to worry about that. I was on my own, and doing fine. She’d call me often to check up on me, ...

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“Untethered” by Selene Noel

Submitted to Contest #51

Standing in an open field with knee high grass that rustled dryly in the wind stood Tempest Weathers, a woman of just 18. She was staring upon the inky black sky, the stars twinkling startlingly bright against its dark background. Myriads of stars and their patterns were in the sky, illuminating the field around her. The moon, of course, washed her milky white light over the grass and the numerous pine trees that guarded its edges. Tempest was thinking of her mother, or rather getting away from her. The two had shared a strained relationship...

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“The Ghosts of Yesterday” by Selene Noel

Submitted to Contest #51

The day seemed to be stretching on for hours as I awaited the arrival of my best friend, Sutton. The sky was a hazy blue, white fluffy clouds floating lazily amongst the backdrop. I was back home for my 21st birthday and he had told me he had something in mind for us to do for the night. He had told me nothing of the plans, only that he assured me that I would love it. I waited on my sister’s front porch for him, smoothing out my wide legged pants, and adjusting the book on my lap. I was engrossed in the apocalyptic world when I heard a thro...

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“A Love of Nature” by Selene Noel

Submitted to Contest #50

Ever since I could talk, I had constantly begged my father for a treehouse. I would spend hours in the backyard, in the middle of our grove of oak trees. They were thick, sturdy; their long trunks stretching upwards towards the sky for miles. Lengthy round branches stuck out so that all their branches intertwined with their neighbors, no matter how far apart the trunks lay from one another the branches were all intermingled. It was my favorite place to be, even as a toddler. I would cry incessantly if I was taken inside, the only remedy was ...

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