Writing Prompt

You say you love me

But really you don’t.

You’d put nothing above me,

Except cash, cars, and homes.

You say that you love me

But really you don’t,

If you really loved me,

You’d do the things you just won’t.

You say that you love me,

But won’t let me go home,

Where it’s happy and lovely

Not this hell I’ve always known.

You say you accept me,

But I know it isn’t true,

Instead you reject me,

And p...

In the forest, oh so tall

Grew a stick, for one and all

Straight and slender, strong and true

A stick for dreams, for me and you

Sticks, sticks, all around

Helping hands, on common ground

Sticks, sticks, simple delight

Bringing joy, to our sight

A walking stick, for a hike so fine

A stick for fishing, by the vine

A stick for crafting, with skill so neat

A stick for imagination, can't be beat

St...

“MAUI?!?!?!?”

He lifts his head slowly, dark brown curls gently falling over his shoulder.

“What..?”

I jump onto the table and grab his ear, “MAUI DEMI-GOD OF THE WIND AND SEA!”

“What the crap!” He yanks away quickly and holds a chair between me and himself.

“I AM MOANAAAAAAA!!!”

Fear fills his eyes as my usual sweatshirt and jeans shifts into a grass skirt and beaded tube top and my chain changes...

We hadn’t been friends since childhood but I thought we were close to count as such. Or, at least, I respected him, he respected me, and we were both mutual on that. I considered that enough back then. Maybe if I had known better, I would have done more of an effort to join him on his escapades, journey along.. not just simply meet monthly at a rickety tavern in the town we first met in.

When we ...

Images

Move

And disappear

As the day

Ends

Thy don’t mend

But begin

Again

And grow

So

Don’t know

If you know

That your tattoos

Have become

You...

Shy sun rays peaked around the sheer curtains. Reeking of sex and gutted candles, the bedroom was early morning quiet. Lucy, making a sleep moan, stirred in beneath the sheets. Dark cherry curls, her hair fanned against Danny’s arm. Danny gazed on his secret crush’s face and repressed the overwhelming desire to give himself a high five.

I slept with Lucy, Danny thought, me I slept with Lucy. He l...

He dived into the water. I took a huge swig of my cocktail. He was way hotter than I remember. We were childhood friends and he reached out to me to meet on this blissfully hot summer night. As he used his hands to push himself out of the pool, I couldn’t but help observe the markings on his body. Upon his legs, lines crossed around like the lines on a tree trunk whereby you can see how many lines...

It was a mishap, I learned later.

The Time Traveler had tapped in the wrong date and gone backwards 200 years instead of forward.

She emerged from her vehicle and took a deep breath of air.

“Oh hello,” she said to me. I had been delivering vegetables to the next town from mine. She just walked out into the road. Strange clothes. Holding an odd device. Her skin radiated with symbols and pictu...

He had markings along his forearms and his neck, across the backs of his hands and into his abdomen. They weren’t scars, nor were they tattoos. They were stories.

When she first met him, she saw nothing unusual. He looked like an ordinary person. But as time passed and their hearts grew fonder, she could see a light glowing from within his blood, dancing and singing out to her.

His left bicep to...

**It’s a horrible day. A horrible, fated day.**

**Heart racing, eyes burning with tears, teeth clenched as I try to understand. I open my mouth in that moment, to say something, anything just to be with him. **

**I know he isn’t safe; I want him anyway. The only thing I have.**

**But the price that I will have to pay is—**

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**_Before

_**“Brett?” A voice whispered into my ear suddenly, hot ...