Writing Prompt

For one lurching moment Tarek shook with an impulse to get back onto the plane. The hot dry air was like a wall. The hot dry earth under his feet. Then. Shouting and his mother's tears washing his face. Now. Fingers teasing the cuff of his suit. Tarek Fathi, UNFPA Assistant Investment Officer. From Manchester, England. Not from not Al-Kufra, Libya. Not anymore.

The giant blue sky loomed over the ...

I joked the other day that I hate myself.

Mostly just as a response to the impulse of the thought.

My friend told me to say three things I like about myself.

I said I like my hair, my eyes, and how much I love books.

Pretty random, right?

They were the only answers I could find.

And I lied about liking my eyes....

(Not this prompt)

Fake smiles

Fake laughter

Lasts all day,

Until I walk into the bathroom.

I let my expressions fall,

In the middle of the smallest stall.

I walk out and repeat it all,

But this time someone catches me falter.

I criticize myself for being caught,

But they didn’t care at all.

They can be the culprit of these days,

Lucky them it isn’t them this time.

I’m the type of person,

...

(Previously on Chinese Love book 1)

Ming and Grace fall in love while Tony the school bully is bullying Ming. Ming is forced to stand up for her self Tony then remembers his father, and how mean he was being. With help from, Ming, Grace, and the school, Tony finds a way to get rid of there mean principal. Then they got a new Principal Grace’s dad’s best friend. It has been two years since then...

I need to know

DO YOU GUYS LIKE STEAK.

IM LONELY IN MY FRIEND GROUP BC KO ONE ELSE LIKES IT😂...

Have you ever heard of Andorra? It’s this micro country in Europe. Stunning mountainous landscape. A little city surrounded, hidden by the peaks.

I thought I was ready for this year abroad. I had all my ducks in a row logically and physically. Socially and emotionally, the first week took a toll. Moving in was fine. Not great but fine. I could still act like this was a long vacation.

After the ...

Loosely connected to the prompt???

Dreams exist like the webs we weave

And hope collects on it like droplets

But it always freezes overnight

And if one string’s cut, it’s shattered.

Dream.

A word of many meanings,

Of many things.

A dream can be a nightmare,

A dream can be happy.

A dream can be a wish,

A dream can be a fantasy.

But a dream is just a dream.

A nightmare is just a nightmare.

A w...

** This is my 100th writing yay!!!***

I grew up in a community where pineapples were considered a sacred fruit.

They were few and far between. Families, if they could afford it’s rarity, had them displayed on a shrine never to be touched.

My family could never afford one. We were a level below middle class but two levels above lower class.

Thankfully my parents could still afford to pay my...

What am I, if not these terms outlined

Who am I, if I should be undefined

All I know, is what they told me

All I see, is what I tell myself

My words now sound like theirs

But in this place no one cares

To be here, is not to be there

Confirmed were facts untrue

Though deeply held

Thee, I knew not well

Yet to part ways I fear

I cannot bear it

When truth calls

And the mask falls

Away I shi...

One handed Nic cracked an egg against the large jadeite mixing bowl. Behind him a generous pat of butter surrendered to the warm cast iron griddle. Nic reached for the cutting board. With a graceful butcher’s knife, Nic swished sliced portobello and oyster mushrooms into the golden puddle of sizzling butter.

“Mmmm that’s looking good,” Peterson said. “I don’t know what I love more eating your ome...