Steph Thompson

Real. Relatable. Romance
Poetry & Short Fiction
Award-winning Author
Charm City Threads
📘 Woven Tangled

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

💚The truth can tear you apart...or set you free.
Tangled is a standalone Romantic Suspense set in Baltimore ➡️https://t.co/56C8VSypiG
Want to know how it all began? Check out Woven FREE on KU ➡️ https://t.co/S3okiBpTxd
#tuesdayvibe #BookTwitter

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

Call it...
paranoia

Pattern recognition
Pieces of a greater whole
Holes in the universe
Universal truths
Global unrest
Conspiracy
#Gravity
or more
Likely

Call it...
paranoia.
#vss365

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

The allure of hope
like a lantern in darkness
snuffed out by the wind.
#haikuchallenge #haiku #allure

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

What have we become
when the keen edge of a
question cuts closer
than a knife?

When a virtue #signal
signals vice?

When moral good comes
with a price?

We've become what we fear most...
a haunted house without a ghost.
#vss365 #poem

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰
𝘀𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱—𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰
𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘆

#haikuchallenge
#haiku

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

She awoke in the blink of artificial light.
Eyes wide in a blind world.
Hurled down the rabbit hole,
pills pelting at her back.
Red, white, yellow,
purple, black.
#Judgement sank in seas of gray.
Reality, it slipped away...

But hey, at least she was awake.
#vss365 #poem

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

Is apathy a viable
excuse?
Is it a
ruse?
An #endorsement
of what ought
not
be?
Or is it mere reflection?
A subconscious-state election
of a soul
with no
morality?
#vss365 #poem

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

Is
one voice
loud enough
to sound the alarm,
to warn of calamity—
of the grotesque vanity
that’s run amok? Are we
stuck, in a state of torture?
No rest for mind or soul,
backed into a corner,
former ways
broken &
torn.

No.
There is no
voice loud enough.
#vss365 #WriteMap #poem

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

The Lies.

Why is
nothing
sacred now?

How did we arrive at
this precious moment with
no atonement…no decency?

“Trust me” “Trust the plan”

Stand, though you want to fall.

Don’t call out what you see.
Don’t question.
just believe

The lies.
#vss365 #WriteMap #poem

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

@misplacedcomma2 Been there, done that! How are you, friend? I've been away from the socials for so long :( Trying to build back up. LOVE your cover, BTW...and so excited for Square Hearts!!!!

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

Good Monday! ✨

Start your week with a story…

My Charm City Threads series weaves romance, suspense, and Baltimore Charm into one unforgettable ride!

📚Begin with Woven (Book One): https://t.co/S3okiBpTxd
#MondayMotivation #books

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

A flash
so brief
she might
have missed

A touch so
soft it
seemed to kiss
the fear away,
I heard her say
"It came like…#lightning"

White and wild,
gone again
Brilliant sky to thunderous end
A moment that forever changed

Two hearts,
One love…
Endless refrain
#vss365 #poetry

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

The day began
#magnanimous,
sun shining overhead.
Yet, mood remained unanimous...
the men were full of dread.

No end in sight.
No plan to name.
No victor rising strong.

Just questions in the blinding light...
What happens if we're wrong?
#vss365 #poem #poetry

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

@junkpoetic Congratulations 😊

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

Life’s been stranger than fiction lately, but I’m back!
I’ll be signing books at @UnionBrewing this Sunday, 12–3. Come say Hi!

Charm City Threads: https://t.co/8RnxeQ4a1h

Poetry: https://t.co/zonMeCHTJJ

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

When light is absent,
and no specific truth exists,
what won’t people do?
#vss365 #haiku

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

"What are you doing?" John asked.

"Staring at the sky," said Mia. "The stars are beautiful tonight."

He followed her gaze. "It's like an escape up there."

"A #starscape," she corrected. "A million shining examples of God's love on display for all to see."
#vss365

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

In the last breath of dawn
she exhales.
A quiet #sussuration.
A meditation, some say.
But this is her time to pray.
Plead.
As if her need falls on
a God who hears.
"Be near," she murmurs
faith and fear in her hands.
In her breath.
In a dawn sinking slowly.
A final death.
#vss365

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

He handed her a coffee, grinning. "Got a splinter fixing your deck swing. Worth it?"

She kissed his wounded thumb. "Absolutely."

He shrugged. "Typical Monday morning."

"Well," she laughed, "typical or not, I'm digging your scarred but sexy #MondayVibes."
#vss365

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

"I saw her, Tom. Ava's alive" Mark's voice trembled as a #sunbeam cut through the dusty safehouse

Tom froze "No! Not possible"

"Man, she looked right at me"

"Don't mess around, Mark. That's my wife you're talking about"

Mark nodded "Yeah, & I think she wants you dead"
#vss365

[Steph Thompson @stephthmpsn]

"Don't go!" Sofia's voice was a whisper.

Clint turned. "I'll come back."

But they both knew it was a lie. Even still, he pulled her in for one #final kiss, shocked to feel the sting of a needle.

She smiled, shrugging wickedly as he fell. “I tried to warn you." #vss365