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E. Izabelle Alexander
Des Plaines, IL

E. Izabelle Cassandra Alexander was born and raised in a little village in Hungary and now resides in Des Plaines, Illinois. She’s a single mother, nature and animal lover. She writes short stories, creative nonfiction essays, flash fiction, plays, and poetry, currently working on a few novels and a series of children's books along with illustrations.

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Her work has been published in Spark, 2016, 2018, and 2019, in the Illinois State Poetry Society’s (ISPS) Anthology, Distilled Lives, Volume 4, 2018, and on the ISPS website, in Yearning to be Free by The Moonstone Art Center, 2019, The Scarlet Leaf Review in 2018 and forthcoming in 2020, WOW! Women on Writing, 2019, The Book Smuggler's Den, 2019, by Tin Journal, 2020, and more.

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She won several Honorable Mentions and Runner Up status with her flash fiction and creative nonfiction essays entered into contests by WOW! Women on Writing. An interview was published by WOW in The Muffin (an online blog: https://muffin.wow-womenonwriting.com/) on January 14th, 2020.

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You can find her work on her website at izabelle2012.wixsite.com/izabelle and on Patreon at www.patreon.com/IzabelleAlexander or connect with her by visiting her page at fb.me/E.IzabelleAlexander on Facebook.
 

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Radiating Love
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The resounding beat of his heart,

their interlocking fingers

as perfect puzzle pieces fitting together,

the purposeful gaze of his beautiful eyes are

the things she will always remember.

 

Disregarding the constant hurry of life,

when she sits by herself with her cats purring by her side,

this is when she can still feel him so close.

Right now, here in this moment

as she closes her eyes to see him again,

to feel his touch, his gentle kisses on her neck,

and the weight of his body on her own.

 

The void she felt before he came seemed eternal.

It was too late for her, she was told.

Years cascading down and passing, she was a good mother,

a friend, daughter, sister, but no one’s lover.

She immersed herself in her work, purpose and

found peace and beauty but didn’t find passion or desire.

 

Not now.

That space is filled.

Now she’s vibrant with a heart overflowing—she can

hope and still want something from life.

Like a disobedient youth, she runs wild in her mind,

imagining him, the scent of him,

the sense of smooth skin under her fingers,

until she sees him again and

nestles in his arms, drinking in his embrace.

 

In silent preparation to sleep, she smiles

and her whole body radiates love around her

to him,

in her bedroom,

to the city,

this country, and

the whole world.

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First Published in Spark by Oakton Community College in May 2019

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February 14th, 2020

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