October 13th, 2:48 am. At the top of the lighthouse, Lightkeeper Dom rests their foot on the bottom protective railing, leaning on their arms as they search through the mist. If anyone else was up at this ungodly hour on their boat, and could tolerate looking at the rotating light, they may see the intermittent silhouette of the lightkeeper looking out to the horizon. Looking for them.
When Dom t...
I close my eyes as I start to float,
In that space between the stars,
I’m just a speck, a tiny mote,
On track for Jupiter or Mars,
This seems a dream, but I know it’s real,
As I drift to some unseen port,
It’s strange, how at peace I feel,
As my suit drains life support.
I waft untethered through the black,
From my ship, my Earth, my home,
I know that there’s no going back,
But I do not feel alo...
I don’t think it’s really fair,
That you should be the favorite,
You’ve never had to fight for air,
In your status you can savor it.
Do you think I asked for this,
To have this favored station,
My entire life only exists,
To meet every expectation.
Of requirements you moan and cry,
Yet you deny you’re advantaged,
To gain attention you don’t even try,
And it’s my esteem that’s damaged.
I’m sorry...
Beware the hellhound that stalks the night,
The eyes like fire at the edge of sight.
A thing of evil, pure malice born,
A maw of fire, within souls are torn.
A curse that chases you to death,
Removes from you your final breath.
A phantom dog with teeth like knives,
Devours good and wicked lives.
Beware, say I, of that hellish hound,
For what it seeks will soon be found....
Please, leave alone my broken soul,
Let my fractured spirit wander,
For my rest is in my sorrow.
I cannot dream to be complete,
Or feel my heart grow full,
With her absence in tomorrow.
My lifeblood freezes in my veins,
My lungs will not inflate,
This is time I only borrow.
To know she’s gone and shall remain,
It fills my chest with dread,
After her, I long to follow.
There is no joy or peace ...
In a world of social media,
Where we can be who we want to be,
The most dangerous disguise, I find,
Is the mask of anonymity.
To be a faceless person,
Behind an avatar and handle,
Is to feel untouchable,
While others lives they dismantle.
Someone you may pass,
As you’re walking down the street,
May be the same person on the web,
Who makes you feel incomplete.
It’s awful when a total stranger,
T...
Two days ago, I was at the coffee shop, waiting in line to get my usual morning drink when it happened the first time. One second you could hear the bustling of baristas and the conversations of customer, and the next second it was silent. I know the saying goes “you could hear a pin drop,” but in this case I don’t think the pin would hit the ground. Everyone and everything was completely still. I...
Hey.
Do me a favor: Don’t read this. I mean it. Please don’t.
If you’re still reading this, I’m sorry. When I wrote this, I told myself I was going to hide it where nobody could find it. I told myself that I was going to fold it as small as I could, bury it in the pages of a boring book, and put it in a brick wall, “Casque of Amantillado” style. And I probably did that. So if you’re reading this...
