The sun grew weary of seeing men squander its light

Placing their hopes and dreams on their pillows at night

Seize the day, is what they used to say

Now they are machines wasting away

They do not understand this gift of life, of sight

This star is not something you simply ignite

My illumination shouldn’t have trepidation

They should be running, sailing, screaming for salvation

Liv...

It’s a tough job, being a murderer. You experience such a thrill the first time and need to feel it again. The plotting and planning. Finding reason for your choices. You need to keep building hope and getting away with collapsing it in roughly eighty thousand words.

It’s an even tougher job when your power goes out and you’re working with a candle and the streetlight outside the window. Just as...

Disclaimer: I’m in the planning stages of a fantasy book. What I’m writing about here is a side character’s story. A man, General Louvel, has nightmares about his abusive relationships in the past with his family. The nightmares don’t feel normal, like they’re cursed. They are constant, they invade his waking moments. He wakes up drenched in sweat and sometimes it’s hard for him to get a grip on r...

Madelyn, far, far away

Madelyn, you’re so strange

August, feel the sun on your face

August, let it all wash away

The Gulf of Mexico

Florida’s west coast

Tampa, Sarasota, and St. Petersburg host

Madelyn isn’t real

Madelyn can’t be true

Madelyn, I do not know you...

There is nothing like honeybees

Flying up into the trees

They look so free in the breeze

But finding a home can be hard

Every time you think it’s good, it falls like a house of cards

Like the only place that’s right would be the graveyard

Staring at her profile

The mirror has its own demands and denials

She tries to give them the tears of crocodile

Something may change, the world may f...

“Do you really think we used to have tails?”

“Yes! Evolution proved this. Scientists have proved this. Look it up,” exclaimed Stacy, who was growing tired of this conversation. She didn’t have time for trivial office small talk. Maybe after work she’d be willing to discuss evolution and tails, but now was not the time. She was rushing to get the holiday newsletter out to her manager. It had to b...

I did not realize it would be this nice. I met her two days ago, and now we are boarding the rocket, ready for liftoff. Normally, I wouldn’t be falling in love in two days, no less getting actually married. But you know what? These past 48 hours have been the best of my life. There is no going back now. Plus, we’re still going to put our seatbelts on and hold each other’s hand when we start to fly...