Short stories & poems

_In a hazy, evening glow, his face slips in and out of focus. I know that face, and yet I don’t. There are no concrete features. I couldn’t tell you what color his eyes were, or how tall he is, or the shape of his face, but I knew him. Deep in my soul, I knew that face. As recognition sunk in, I felt my stomach drop. My hands became clammy, my heart rate picked up; my once slow, calm breath caught...

Christmas was the greatest time of the year for some children, but only a couple knows the true colors of Christmas. A poor child was deployed by CIA to seek the truth behind Christmas. He was called Willy, his parents were both death row prisoner, therefore he is currently an orphan, his award for participating in this mission, was that his parents could be released and not die. CIA gave him a fe...

If you destruct a destructer are you really in the wrong,

If a man was to rape you and tell you you aren’t strong,

Destruct you from the inside out,

Then leave and walk away,

Is it wrong to go and find that man then torture him the same,

Is it wrong to scream and yell at him until his eardrums bust,

Or grip and scratch at him till he’s nothing but dust,

It it wrong to skin him up and hang him on ...

We’re done, that’s the last thing I ever heard from my girlfriend. I had lost everything, I had no friends or family my life sucked. If you’re anything like me you have nothing going for you. Let me explain how I got to be this way. It all started in middle school when I started playing on our football team…

I had just turned 12 and was finally looking forward to going to school. I had a crush on ...

It's like a darkened wall

Grows darker still with staring

But still we find we stare,

And are heralded as daring....

I thought I heard another set of footsteps crunching on the misty gravel trail, so I took out one Airpod and turned around.

Nothing.

I put my Airpod back in and kept walking as daylight faded. Summer wasn’t even technically over yet, but tonight I could feel spooky season setting in.

I noticed some big orange mushrooms that had popped up after the rainshowers earlier in the day and crouched dow...

How many times do I have to tell you that I’m okay For you to realize that I’m not,

You see a smile on my face everyday

When everyday it’s a constant battle in my head

But you don’t see what I see

Every tear to every thought

What would you do?

If you could listen to the pace of my heartbeat

And fathom the pain that’s constantly consuming my very being

But you wouldn’t understand because I’m ove...

Diary entry 1: “Dear Diary, before I tell you about me I need to give you a history lesson. The date was the 19th of October, in 3098. The air was chilly and the man was terrified, he walked for hours but only found himself going in circles. Then he saw a tv, while showing the government, he heard the president say “ You shall not be happy, under my command the world will be black and white!”. Th...

Finally, all the children at the orphanage were gone. Now, all that’s left is to get rid of the evidence....

Some call it, being a “Coward”.

Others call it, being afraid.

One feeling is shaken to the core.

The other struggles with being brave.

On the podium, reading lines.

Time stops, feelings shave.

Is it rain? Is it pain?

Suddenly you’re pushed back.

A gale force unmatched.

You couldn’t even look at him!

Are you a COWARD!? Not brave?

No, there’s fear in there too.

Shaken unable to shake back.

You wer...