Susan L. Marshall

Joined February 2021

29 stories

Bio

Susan L. Marshall is the founder of Story Playscapes and the monumental Theatre Playscapes. She is the contemporary metaphysical literature author of the Amazon best-selling: "Bare Spirit" and "Wild Soul," which are available globally.

Stories (29)

Filter by community

Sort by (Optional)

Shards of Human Being
Twilight is frozen, a glacier of air that engulfs the minute seconds of time left until ... If this time could speak, its shades would burn brighter than my confused mind. Deep, pulsating auras of light would flash, attuned to the rhythms of my soul. For this eve is unsettled, trapped in this very moment when the sun cannot quite set.
By Susan L. Marshall12 months ago in Futurism
Our Forbidden Love
Night crawls deeply into the rhythm of my soul, flowing with the sultry twist and turn of my hips and setting my pulse alive. As I move, I close my eyes, entranced by the increasing, alluring sound. I have waited so long for this day, to welcome my forbidden love home.
By Susan L. Marshallabout a year ago in Fiction
Wings for Gia
Gia's raw earth body is seared by scorching heat. Her bare shoulders rise in the swelter, like the peaks of mountains across desert. Particles of sand glimmer across her being, seeking refuge from the furnace beneath her feet.
By Susan L. Marshallabout a year ago in Fiction
Love's Dying Road
In the dark, her long hair streaks the dusty ground with its black strands. They crest and fall as sharply as her breath, barely escaping her pressed lips. Try as she might, she cannot seem to mark out their familiar road.
By Susan L. Marshallabout a year ago in Fiction
Bare Love
A harp cries its chords, plucking a bittersweet melody. It twangs my heart strings, unleashing their ache across the wide abyss. It is the lingering tune of a love’s flame, which once burned brightly in this small, tight space.
By Susan L. Marshall2 years ago in Fiction
Tace's Lost Spirit
Tace stands knee deep in the waters of her youth. She can feel the familiar rhythm of the waves as they crest and fall, surrounding her with their symphony.
By Susan L. Marshall3 years ago in Fiction
Heart's Land
Lateisha’s eyes scan the river bank, heart aching at its water scarcity. A single tear rolls down her cheek and she swipes at it frustratedly.
By Susan L. Marshall3 years ago in Poets
Stay
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. In this new world, the scream I hear is silent. It leads me back to you.
By Susan L. Marshall4 years ago in Fiction
Winter's Breath
Inhaling a breath, the wind freezes with a chill that shakes its bones. Surveying the land, its eyes water, as they rest upon the tree of ash.
By Susan L. Marshall4 years ago in Poets
Peonies for Masha
Stepping gently across a blanket of fallen peony petals, Masha’s bare feet tingle as she dances to the precious sound of a lullaby drifting through the wind. Raising her arms, she pirouettes with her eyes facing the break of a new day.
By Susan L. Marshall4 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Magic
My eyes open and I am awake. I am lying flat on my back in the middle of a pavement. A storm has rolled in, hitting with clashes of silver and blue. Rain drops hit my skin fiercely like sharp stones. I can feel the stinging pain of cuts across my arms and legs.
By Susan L. Marshall5 years ago in Fiction
Is Summer Still Aglow Within Thy Heart?
Is summer still aglow within thy heart? We captured the last sun rays as they fell. Promising our warm hearts never to part,
By Susan L. Marshall5 years ago in Poets

Susan L. Marshall

Bio

Stories .css-1svwz57-Text{display:inline-block;color:var(--text-default-mute);}(29)

Filter by community

Shards of Human Being

Our Forbidden Love

Wings for Gia

Love's Dying Road

Bare Love

Tace's Lost Spirit

Heart's Land

Stay

Winter's Breath

Peonies for Masha

Hidden Magic

Is Summer Still Aglow Within Thy Heart?

Stories (29)