Alyssa Musso

Joined January 2022

135 stories

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A scientist by trade, but a creative at heart. One novel in progress with too many other ideas taking up space in my head. Some of those ideas end up here.

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Confessions of an Empath. Top Story - July 2024.
The birds are chirping, and the sun is shining in a cloudless July sky. The vibrancy promises a beautiful day, but the cooing of the Mourning Dove perched on the powerlines seems to be more fitting than the lively songs of the robin flitting through the trees. The melancholic calls of the dove cloak the world in a sadness that hangs like tattered drapes.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Confessions
A Buoy. Content Warning.
**Author's Note/Content Warning: This was influenced by the recent and sudden passing of a colleague. - Just a buoy, anchored and tethered, but at the mercy of the waves.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Picking Up the Pieces
It's only when you stop to think about things that everything starts to make sense. The pieces start to come together on their own, like they were just waiting all along.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Autologous Evolution
Hello, who are you? Have you forgotten? You were gone for so long. You left me abandoned. You were kept safe. Was that the right choice?
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Fractured Time. Honorable Mention in You Were Never Really Here Challenge.
A giggle drifts in the wind as her chestnut hair flows around her. She left her hat inside, running out into the white expanse.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Fiction
White Lines. Top Story - June 2024. Content Warning.
Author's Note: This story was originally written and submitted for the second round of the NYC Midnight Short Story Challenge 2024. The genre/subject/character assignments were drama/closure/a tow truck driver.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Fiction
Sometimes You Write
Sometimes you write in the trenches of emotion. Sometimes you write to dig yourself out. Sometimes you write to dig deeper.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Fossilized Flashbacks
Little Lesothosaurus, Lithe and light, Leaping and loping through lush leaves like lightning. Spikey Stegosaurus, Spiney and sheathed,
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Unbound
The power goes out at 9:30 AM and I am woken by the absence of sound. No rumbling of the compressor from the air conditioner,
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
Adventure Awaits
Independent is a strong word. It evokes a sense of pride and accomplishment. Alone, on the other hand, evokes the feeling of an absence or an isolation from others, not the freedom that comes with being independent.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Wander
On the Edge
I am always on the edge. On the edge of a breakthrough. On the edge of creativity. On the edge of a breakdown. On the edge of change.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Poets
The Golden Valley. Top Story - May 2024.
The difference between light and dark could be as quick and simple as a flip of a switch, the drawing of a curtain, the opening of one’s eyes. It could be more gradual like the slow adjustment of the diaphragm on a microscope, the turn of a planet on its axis, the growing light as you approach the end of a tunnel. A flicker in the dark, a steady glow in the distance, a flash in the night sky.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Fiction