The Writings of Lyza Fennell, playwright and writer. Exploring the Absurd.
Plays, prose, and the pursuit of the unexpected.
I cannot plan tomorrow
“I cannot plan tomorrow” is a meditation on the visceral, shifting reality of living within a body that is being redefined.
A Finite Moment
A centered poem about the briefness of health and the terrible consciousness of running out of time. Its narrowing shape evokes breath itself, turning illness, grief, and mortality into something visual and bodily.
Which Stuffed Bunny Today
This poem explores memory, grief, and the tenderness of what we leave behind. Centered on the image of a stuffed bunny, it moves through abandonment, regret, and the fragile pull between holding on and walking away.
You Can Go to Hell and Back
When a sharply dressed stranger named Tom appears, he offers more than polite service — he offers a glimpse into a place you never planned to go. It ends somewhere between hell and home.
All the Places You Couldn’t Leave
A fragmented journey through the memories that shaped me — homes I couldn’t escape, systems that failed me, and the quiet grief of a body unraveling. All the Places You Couldn’t Leave is a map of longing, resistance, and reckoning.
Finding New Paths: My Tale of Discovery
In a reflective journey through the forest, the narrator discovers a tablet engraved with their predetermined story, which they reject. Attempting to alter the narrative with a broken stick and a birch tree’s support, they realize their struggle against fate. Ultimately, they seek renewal and the courage to reshape their life.
Today’s Horoscope: A Great Day for Pissaedae (Lat.)
Today’s Horoscope: Today is a great day for Pissaedae (Lat.). You’re headed for European romance, perfectly pressed pants, and wild strawberries—until, of course, a boat crash ruins breakfast. A horoscope for the gloriously doomed.
What Are You Waiting For?
In this powerful piece, a woman reflects on the finality of waiting and the bittersweet freedom that follows. Paired with a stark black-and-white image of solitude and resilience, this meditation captures the quiet courage it takes to close old doors and step into an unwritten future.
Jesse Fett Called Me a Clown
After being called a clown in an online debate, Clara embraces the insult in an unexpected way—reimagining herself as a warrior for justice, humor, and change.
Good Morning, Sunshine!
Sunny greets the morning with boundless enthusiasm, but her husband Sky isn’t quite ready to face the day. As light and clouds play across the sky, the two navigate their differences with love, humor, and a little playful persistence.
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