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I wrote of you, stringing your reality into abstract imagery, for I thought you were my savior. In the dark nights filled with silent screams I yearned for your solace. I wrote of your great strength, your courage, compassion. I fought to tenderly pluck the shreds of my humanity of... - Poetry > Free VerseShe cries when she sleeps, only the fibers of memory know her dreams. And the string of life unravels before her, waiting for fate’s scissors to cut her strained breath from her pores. You couldn’t knit much from the yarn already pulled from the spool. So young in years, does...
- Poetry > Free VerseIt's weird, the way you look when you can't see. Eyelids slightly tightened, trying to will the blurs into crisp contours. Someone who knows you smiles as they pass, but there's no recognition in your eyes. Dark shadows make broad suggestions of human faces. Organic blocks of ...
- Poetry > Free VerseNo sound is coming from my mouth, no sound at all. I am sitting completely still, feet flat, eyes forward, emotion neatly tucked away. On a rotting wooden bench in the park I fester as the world bustles around me. I am invisible to the naked eye, yet the most vivid memory at the f...
- Poetry > Free VerseGive me a reason to lie, ask me if I can speak Chinese. I’ll say yes, even memorize ‘hello’, convince you I can, and say ‘let’s go to Japan’. You’ll look at me in question, I failed again. You know I can’t lie. Even when I was five, running with the cookie, claiming I fo...
- Poetry > Free VerseI want you to run from my disease so you can’t watch me fall into the ashes of my self-lain grave. This romantic idea flutters at the edges of my mind as a venomous moth nears blistering static. The way the letters string into dreams is beautiful, the taste of flower pedals welcomes ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI wear my heart on my skin, seeping through the pours filling the air with a thick aroma, drawing you near with the scent of my sin. As your fingerprints near my actions shame engulfs my flittering resolve. All I want is to put my hand to yours, compare our contours and see who’s is big...
- Poetry > Free VerseToday I cried, only on the inside, signing my name, on my life. I have done things, nearly justified, running from memories in the night. Not many know, not many care, when I put the brush, to the board. So much more, than this paint, so many tears, trapped in this canvas. Pe...
- Poetry > Free VerseBorn in sin, craving grace, a mother’s love, a father’s cry. His anger bright, baby five, wailing wonders, through stinging eyes. Broken open, never shut, beyond tears, left to die. Seventeen, drowning fast, memories play, drunk in game. Working up, successful sight, ne...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe most important words I will ever write. I cannot think of what to say. So many things by others’ hands. I have nothing left, no hope, no shame. You will want to know why I’m gone, there is no answer, I just can’t stay. I scrawl “I’m Sorry.” across the page. Verifi...
- Poetry > Free VerseI have already told you too much. Sitting dry as the rain pummels the windows. I watch you cry for me, fighting for my life. My heart subsides, knowing I will only fail you. Every time I reach for a cure I think of your words. I am better than that. With the poison dragging me into the abyss...
- Poetry > Free VerseI envy your strength, your sole design. I watched your tears fall into my failure. I want you to know I really tried. But I cannot fulfill your expectations. I love you, as any friend would. So please leave me, like everyone before you....
- Poetry > Free VerseEvery time i run, i fail You. Every breath i take In the stale air of shallow friendship. i’ve tried to explain my reason, the necessity of this inquisition. You don’t want the reasons, You want cessation. What You will never believe, is the unforgiving truth. i don’t want this,...
- Poetry > Free VersePacing to and fro, The hot scent of impatience Engulfing her mind. Waiting for his movement, Musty air of defiance Scraping against her skin. Sharp eye on the target, Sweet taste of lust Salivates past her lips. Firm grip on his death, Violent shrieks Pleading with her soul. Adv...
- Poetry > Free VerseWhat is reality? The mud on your shoes, Tear in your clothes, Paint on your hands? Perhaps the sun in your eyes, Cut on your hand, Sweat on your brow? Or the child’s cry, Mother’s love, Friend’s support? Reality is life. The time before you die, The biology, entomology, geolo...
- Poetry > Free VerseHer eyes shimmer in the abyss of destruction, contradicting every expectation of the enemy. Raging vapors dictate his movements, breaking her body, but strengthening her resilience. A fleeting cry escapes her lungs, heard only by the somber moon illuminating this monstrosity. Her frail bone...
- Fiction > All FictionEverything that has forced my state of mind was lost long ago. The stills and clips of my past, the memories through the years, played repeatedly in the theatres of affliction. Family tradition stood strong in the generations of failure, and pushed me to the inevitable. The bottles and promises call...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionSmoke billows into the listless glare of deserted streetlamps. Brick walls supporting abandoned buildings once full of dreams and ambition provide little comfort in the darkness of failure. I lean carefully against the cool stones, shuddering at every slight breeze. With each drag of the cigarette, ...
- Fiction > Thriller/MysteryCemeteries are the least lonesome of all escapes from life. Hundreds of friends greet the grave-keeper with serene welcome and acceptance as the sun sets and the moon engulfs the darkness. He has been waiting to step foot on such sacred ground from the moment he opened the gate the morning before. A...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceRebellion, escape, and social bonding are all motivators for substance use. Loss of control and a promise of joyous rapture appeal to every wayward son. Logic sneaks into his mind, questioning faithful resolution being found in chemical havens. Sadly, it is a lost cause; the “yes” attitude of a ...
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