Hello! I used to write a lot of poetry in my youth and haven’t written in many years. I am on a journey of improving my overall writing and hopefully one day I can write my own poetry book or fiction book. Feel free to provide feedback!
Hello! I used to write a lot of poetry in my youth and haven’t written in many years. I am on a journey of improving my overall writing and hopefully one day I can write my own poetry book or fiction book. Feel free to provide feedback!
I’m calm accepting the fact that I am going to die any day now. I’ve been alone on this island for 105 days. I’ve been living off of bugs, coconuts, crabs, fish and the occasional rain water. My charter plane go to caught into a storm 105 days ago, my friend, Jerry, was with me too. I don’t remember much, but I do remember floating on top of the guts of my prized possession and swimming to this is...
The air is still and too thick to breathe.
The man sits hunched over a splintered stool in an emptied kitchen home to a flickering lamp,
His eyes trace the scuffs along the floorboards as he recalls their story.
He does not want to remember.
He does not want to forget.
The clouds of laughter that billowed through the now emptied and barren hallways,
The way she dragged the burgundy couc...