Something isn’t right.

My caramel cappuccino lacks the sweetness it usually has; it’s bitter and dull. I frown with disappointment, but take another sip despite it. I need the caffeine to get through today, considering I have a project to complete tonight.

Something isn’t right.

I enter the library and not a soul is in here. I scan the front desk for any signs of a worker, and find none. Unsur...

I didn’t mean to kill her.

She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time,

And still my mind thuds with pain and regret,

Guilt, because she was a friend, not because it was a crime.

I didn’t mean to kill her.

My head whirls, thoughts of sadness taking over my brain.

I frown and smile, I laugh and cry,

I feel I’m going insane.

I didn’t mean to kill her.

If there was another way, if there was ...

“Honey I’m home!” He exclaimed, waving the signed loans in his hand.

“Honey we’re home” he whispered squeezing her arm, as they marveled at their new restaurant.

“Honey they’re home” he shouted, carrying his two children on his back.

“Honey he’s home” he cried, hugging his son in military clothes.

“Honey your home” he sighed, as she showed him the doctors note.

“Honey come home” he whimpered...

Why?

Why don’t we smile?

Do we even see the stars,

Feel the air,

breathe the light into our souls?

Do we even look for the good

anymore?

Why?

Why?

Why with our words do we kill the earth?

With beautiful breath blessed to us

Lives are destroyed with lies

And with hatred and darkness

And more lies.

Why do we curse the light?

Can we not even see it in front of our eyes?

Does humanity even want...

"Tell me!" My heart hurt like someone was trying to reach into my chest and pull it out. My breathing raced and I felt my face twist into something horrible.

He looked distraught. "I I I I don't know. I mean I do know. I did it because it was what felt safest."

I shook my head, "Tell me why you did this over ALL of the other things you could have done. ALL of the other courses of action." I gestu...

“Don’t worry about it,” she said as she closes the envelope, tucking the top flap into it so Olivia could open it easily. “She’ll love your gift, Ellie, it’ll be fine.”

When I came home crying about Rhys continually tearing my drawings during break and lunch, she whispered it into my hair, “Don’t worry about it.” And I listened, and Rhys was pulled out of the classroom a week later to get a lect...

I don’t trust you,

I don’t trust you after you proved to me countless times I never meant a damn thing to you.

I don’t trust you,

I don’t trust you after you kept me tightly gripped in your hand as I gave and gave and gave everything I could to be, what?

An object, you constantly took from. And never let me make my own choices and breathe.

I don’t trust you, and I never trusted you, constant r...

“I am a hollow reed,” Larry said to himself. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It had been an extremely long and difficult day at the Chronicle. He still didn’t think much of this phrase, but he decided it couldn’t hurt. Besides, sitting there in the Mustang no one could hear him talk to himself… or perhaps AT himself.

“I am a hollow reed.” Another deep breath and slow exhale. Larry k...

“I love you.” I stopped smiling, puzzled by his words. My heart instantly hoped he meant romantically, but my mind stopped my heart before the hope could set it.

“I love you,” he said. As a friend right? No, He probably just loves me like a sister. He would never think of me that way, I reasoned. His eyebrow furled with worry. I smiled at him to assure him I heard his words.

“Love you, too, Elv...

“I hate you!”

She laughed, her eyes filled with mirth as she fell against him, clutching her sides. The sunlight set her fiery red hair aglow, turning it copper and gold. Her body shook with giggles and her hair moved, resembling the flames she lit in his heart.

“I hate you!”

She screamed, her lapis eyes shining with tears. His phone was clutched in her hand and the screen filled with incriminati...