Rain was expected today.

A blown out engine wasn’t.

I swiped my umbrella up on the way out.

At the bus stop is a lady.

Her hair peppered and face expressionless.

I notice the tremble in the woman’s silhouette.

drenched silhouette.

I watch the heavy rain fall over top of her.

I step closer and bring my hand out.

covering us both.

she remains deathly still, without a hint of gratitude

To her the...

A poet is only as good as their definition of poetry.

A poet could poem a lyric from nothing at all

nonsensical, definition of poetry that is

A poet could come up with a rhyme in no time

iteration, shows the poets true dedication

A poet is only as good as their definition of poetry...

I trudged along this torturous path my father set out for us to take. It was a cool enough April afternoon. The only thing that kept me from turning back was my father’s persistent praises, and the cabin that’s waiting for me less than 30 feet away.

The wooded home finally appeared in my line of vision.

The rich mahogany wood of the walls and the ivy vines that climbed them astonished me.

...

What’s that outside my window?

It doesn’t appear alive.

A swarm of flies surrounds it,

There is no gleam in its eyes.

Alas I see it leaving,

I’d surely like a friend.

I watched the figure dissipate,

As I heard a knock knock knocking on my door....

A secret was told,

I knew trusting you was safe

Truly my mistake....

My day started off perfect. The sun was shining its sparkly rays into my bedroom through the closed blinds. The rainstorm that lasted for an entire week had finally passed. I scooted off of my mattress and shuffled to my kitchen. I make a cup of ice coffee and scoop up the novel I’m currently reading. I sit on my poarch swing on my back patio, and crack open the book. I curse the character for the...

What is freedom? I’m not sure I know the true meaning of freedom. I pick up each foot and march forward. I used to know freedom, we were quite acquainted. Freedom was gone now, stolen, missing, kidnapped, killed. The funny thing is the same ones that birthed freedom, killed it too. I looked all around me. i’m surrounded by folks that match me down to the expression. We all knew freedom once. We al...