Paul Newson
A photographer destined to direct, and a storyteller working to better himself.
Paul Newson
A photographer destined to direct, and a storyteller working to better himself.
A photographer destined to direct, and a storyteller working to better himself.
A photographer destined to direct, and a storyteller working to better himself.
“Babe, it’s time to run the kids to school they’re gonna be late!”, my wife said angrily, as I tap tap tapped on the glass of my iPhone. I have no idea how much longer I’m actually going to take, you can’t rush the genius pouring out into your Daily Prompt or the shit coming out the other end. To restore calm to the aggravated love of my life I yell through the door, “I just need five more minutes...
“Hmmm, if you think I’m guilty, if your mind is made up, I challenge you to ask yourself. When did you make your mind up about my innocence? At what point exactly? I want you to pinpoint the moment when you heard enough, the moment you were pushed beyond any reasonable doubt that I was guilty. Or was it in fact when you walked in this room and saw me looking upset, as some kind of falsely perceive...
Tic toc, tic toc
No one’s exempt from a problem to solve
Tic toc, tic toc
One year to study fervently
Tic toc, tic toc
Two minutes til pencils on desk, work urgently!
Tic Toc, Tic toc
Three questions left, best guess on the rest
Tic toc, tic toc
Four minutes left in the room to reflect and regret
Tic toc, Tic toc
Five days to wait for the results you’ll detest
Tic toc, tic toc
Six people ch...
I hear Simon say, “Get up!” As abruptly as the dawn comes and goes in the morning.
Although I was furious, begrudgingly, I got up anyway. Uncertain, and hurt, I begin to state my displeasure with his aggressive tone. As my courage brings my mouth ajar, Simon says, “Pack your bags, and wipe this place down, I mean everything.”
Whatever I was about to say to Simon, I completely forg...
I wake up for a nightmare
Until the moon comes up
Then I dream of wondrous things
Only kids like me think up
Alarm clock roars, my whole body feels it
Angry people claw back my sheets
Then push, pull and shove
I fall out on my feet
Filling up my book bag so heavy I can’t shrug
Sitting on a bus where I can’t buckle up
The bullies make a fool of me
In front her, whom I do love
Can’t botch ...
This horrible night was almost over, sitting at the edge of my bed, I exhale deeply in relief. My dry mouth, painful cheeks, and miserable back teeth were indications of my misery, and yet something hurt worse still. So naturally, I got up and slouched over to the bathroom to get some water.
Tossing my sweat drenched shirt on the dark bathroom floor, I leaned heavily on the pedestal sink wanting...
The storm door creaked open slowly, the faint squeal was only audible for those of us in the basement. The humidifier drowned out much of the noise by this mysterious intruder. I lay ever watchful on this cold basement floor, useless, to alarm my beloved Toymaster Jake or Jake’s Toymaster’s, Mom and Dad.
As this stealthy figure moved closer towards me, their flashlight danced back and forth, up ...
“Breaking News folks, Doctor and Scientist Noah Herodias, has discovered an invisible cell that only exists in humans.
He’s coined his discovery the God Cell, and essentially the cell operates as one organism, but simultaneously exists in each and every human. And it is this cell that gives humans the ability to believe and have faith.
So essentially, to make this really simpl...
Leaving room for errors always seems wise,
until there are mistakes sleeping on every sofa in your house.
Eating up the food, leaving crumbs for the mouse
Giving not a thought to how much you may shout
Giving not a care to how much you may pout
Dispensing all the filth little bodies can dish out
Two roads can be taken, an afterthought now
I shall have kids
Or I shall have couch...