As I feel the scalding grains of sand beneath my callous feet, I remember what it was once like with lush emerald green grass soft against my toes. A light breeze turned harsh winds. I cross the threshold and see the chipped ivory paint and fond memories wash over me. My hand runs along the line where the light blue takes over the wall, how long ago was it when there were children running through...

The sun got weary

of seeing men squander in her light.

But when she is gone

The men get dreary.

They wish her gone

When it gets too much.

It doesn’t matter

She’ll come back

Come dawn.

You don’t know

You miss something

Until it’s gone.

Since they don’t

Want my warmth

They will have to squander

In snow....

Everyone always says that when you fall in love, make sure you love their looks, personality, profession, and temporary things like that. However, my grandma always told me not to fall in love with a man’s looks, those will fade, and his skin will wrinkle. Don’t fall in love with his profession, not even his personality, for you should fall in love with his eyes. A persons eyes will always have a ...

I told you it was dangerous

But you wouldn’t have it

At first it went smooth

But you’ll now have to commit.

Lost to the wind

Never found again

Freed by the bind

Watching from the den

You venture on the path

For a very long time

And for what,

A lousy old mine?

Lost in the fog

Alone in the deep

Bound by a promise

That you couldn’t keep....

I wake up here and I am already wishing I was dead. Our world is a horride place but there is a all-known, but never spoken, rule about the darkest place. The deep shadows. Now shadows don’t seem so bad. The silently follow and mimic you every move or anything casting it. You can’t just hop into a shadow and simply be in it; however, no knows how you get ejected into the abyss. Honestly, you have...

Crystal clear waiting

Desperate to become the cloud

Drops on the window...

The ballad is posted. I pray, and I pray, every year that my name isn’t printed on that paper that will create my fate, one life altering event. Once, it was a show of worthy. Now, it’s just a blood bath. As I stride over to the gathering crowd I see him. He sees me. A breath, and he makes his way to me.

“How unfortunate,” I sigh.

“Good morning to you to, Bea,” he remarks.

We walk over to the part...

The crisp morning breeze gave me new hope and inspiration towards this day. Walking down town with my best friend makes me feel amazing. Like I can breathe for the first time in months. I have loved him for so long and today is the day I have to tell him. Maybe for once the feeling will be reciprocated. He is my best friend and I really don’t want to lose him but I guess this is where he would say...

50 years ago people probably aussumed the worst about the future of our planet. I think there were even books written called dystopian novels, where authors wrote stories about how distructive our planet and community would become if we don’t take care of it. Well I’m currently living in what they call the future except we didn’t fall apart, we fell into place. We collectivity decided we didn’t wa...

A woman dressed in a sleek blazer and a tight bun aproches me with a solemn expression. I know what’s coming but my knowing doesn’t help when it’s spoken.

“I’m so sorry to be the one to tell you this but your mother passed a week ago and granted her home down to her eldest daughter. That’s you I assume?”

“You know what they say about assuming,” I hide my feelings for my late mother behind the bric...