SamanthaSwears

I am a complete novice at writing so any construction criticism is very welcomed.

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SamanthaSwears

I am a complete novice at writing so any construction criticism is very welcomed.

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A Quiet Moment

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

“Have a good day!” The cashier calls after me. Two paper grocery bags fill my arms as I leave. The warm sun hits me in the parking lot, as I make my way to my car. Summers starting already.

I balance a bag on my hip while I scramble for the key fob in my pocket. I hit the alarm button and the car starts to flash and beep.

“Oh damn it…!” I hiss out, nearly dropping both bags. I free the key and ma...

Brand New

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

The nurse hands her to me, wrapped in a snug pink bundle. Her face is scrunched up and wrinkled. All angry like a little old granny.

Melody watches, tired eyes content. Dark bags hang low below her shining blue eyes. She’s more beautiful now then ever before.

My eyes sting, as I stare at her face. This impossible life I hold in my hands, brand new. Half me, half Melody. A person, so fresh and unl...

To Dust And Embers

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

You light me and I burn.

Scorched earth before me.

Red ground, broken.

Seeping through my pores like molten gold.

If desires are a flame, then I am a wildfire.

Unmatched, zealous creature that I am.

I crave, and I scorch.

I want, and I receive.

My touch like fire, my tongue a pyre.

Words, whispered and stoking.

Fuel me, my lover.

Tender of fire, my warmth.

Watch me burn out.

To dust, to embers....

Poetry

Romance

Arrival

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

The dulling buzz eroded me from my sleep. It was dark, pitch black outside my window. I laid still in bed, not wanting to move from the warmth of my blankets. The buzzing continued, right at my ear. I turned my head, the sound moved with me, changing in frequency.

I sat bolt upright, and the room grew still. The digital clock in my nightstand glared 3:17 AM. It’s red glow barely illuminating the r...

Science fiction

Drone Unit Number 37

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

I first saw it last month, flying low over the grocery store parking lot. I hadn’t thought much about it, figuring it was just someone’s new toy.

It didn’t feel like it was following me exactly. It’d appear as a tiny black dot far off, zipping around. I’d randomly see it, once or twice a week. Then that changed to once a day.

I’d open my front door, and there it was. Hovering over my garden. It’s...

Thriller

Missing Boredom

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

I miss being bored, with nothing to do, but stare out the window.

I miss looking at the ceiling as a child, with my head on a pillow.

I miss laying on the grass, and playing with leaves. Making little grass green dolls with grass green shoes.

I miss how simple my boredom was, how creatively exploded in dull bore days.

Now I sit around, with headphones in my ears. Sound always buzzing, no silen...

Poetry

Photos

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

“Oh that’s so cute..!” I munch on a fry. “And a little cheesy.”

He chuckles, a playful glint in his eye. He scrolled though his phone, looking for his cute date photos. “They usually like it.”

“I’m sure. Do they get to take one too?” I asked.

“Yeah, sometimes. Oh here they are!” He turns the phone towards me. The photo is of him and a pretty brunette in some night club. He swipes, to another wit...

Thriller

Drama

Frater And Soror

SamanthaSwears

2 min read

Twin suns burned, Frater and Soror. Once one, now two. They lit the day and night, they parched the land, salted the sea.

One would dare not cross the land in midday, while the twins were closest. Death from the scorching heat was as common as starvation and disease.

It was just past seven, the wind brought with it a tepid breeze. A storm was approaching, a crackle of thunder sounded from the dis...

Action

YA fiction

Rust

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

Rust.

Thick red.

Oxide turned steel.

Eroding deep beneath seams.

Shrieking, screaming bangs of beams.

The ocean’s spray makes metal decay.

It crashed down below, into the shallow.

The waves crash, turning dark sanguine.

Resting in it’s seabed cabin.

Steel beams sinking beneath.

Corroding and rotting.

Sicky red.

Rust....

Poetry

Confession

SamanthaSwears

1 min read

Like a sinking ship, I feel its grip.

Around my throat, like a tightening coat.

It builds pressure, so I write this letter.

It weighs on my conscience, you shall see that I am monstrous.

I know it’s just for me, my only chance to be free.

That I tell you my troubling curse, so I won’t wind up in a hearse.

It won’t offer you any comfort, to find out I am the culprit.

But I pray it clears my ...

Poetry

Thriller