When your world dies, you do. That’s what the books I’ve read say. Then why am I still here? Why am I still alive?

I stare up at the dark, starless sky, wishing it would suck me up into its depths of oblivion. The moon watches me from its perch, a full moon shining ever so bright. I here the crunching of leaves behind me before the sound stops and I feel a warm body beside me.

“James, you look l...

I have a different relationship with each family member.

My dad is my adventure buddy. No matter how stupid the thing I want to do it, he will go along.

Volleyball, running, juggling, he will do it all.

My mom is interesting. She can tease me so much it’s unbearable, but she is the most loving person I know. She loved the horses and the boys and whatever else I throw at her.

My brother is kind ...

I run free with my brothers

They’re my friends for life

They’ve been by my side

Through joy and through strife

Bedside at my birth

They’ve been with me since then

And we’ll live our whole life together

And even be each others best men

Nothing can break us apart

We’re tight as can be

That’s something

Everyone can plainly see

I love my brothers

And they love me

Nothing can break

The bond o...

a great man was born

in dublin, 1939

oh, a country torn

by many a wretched swine

with more siblings than

fingers on two hands

born to a clan

deep in the lands

brought to a small home

on the wrong side of the Liffey

oh, but his heart did roam

told his Mam he’d be back in a jiffy

for how could he predict

he’d meet an english girl

Islington they had picked

they were married in a whirl

a kind sou...

We were visiting a family friend on his farm.

I remember running through the cornfield, towards the forest behind the farm.

We entered the woods, stepping over the rocks on the ledge.

Green floura grew through the cracks of the rocks reaching towards the warm golden sun. Yellow flowers began to bloom, dotting the ground how crystals sparkle in granite.

We follow the lightly tread dirt path.

I ...

A body was propped flat on our dinner table. This wasn’t the first time. I remember that first time, when my heart was beating so heavily in my chest that I thought I would faint. I had been 3 years old. Now, I was eleven, and my heart was still. Just another day.

“We’ll need to dispose of this,” Father said, his hands clasped behind his back. “Jackie knows what to do.”

That was me. I nodded. ...

Children see colors.

Sky so blue,

Drifting with each breaths

Wild to our minds how vast it was

Like an ocean watching us from above

Grass so green,

Following us as it waved

Chasing us across the fields

Shuttering and shivering with the wind

As we raced it to the edge of the world

Flower so pink,

Planted and blooming alone

Making it all the more beautiful

Adults grow blind.

Sky so dark,

Storm b...

Elijah felt the wagon wheels bounce across the rutted prairie path below him. He knew he wasn’t well, his leg hurt terribly, but he’d never known serious sickness in his short ten year life.

His mother Abeline sat next to him, holding his hand and keeping the cool moist towel pressed to her son’s forehead. She worked hard not to cry.

Selling their little plot of land and most of their possessio...

(I really hope this isn’t cheesy I’m not the best at poetry)

Family

Is hard

This I know

Family

Has challenges

This I know

Family

Is love

This I know

Family

Is feeling safe and secure

This I know

Family

Is people you care about

This I know

Family

Is not limited by who you’re bound to by blood

This I know

Families

Will change

And families

With grow

But that’s the beauty in them

This I know...

Throw it in the fire and watch it burn

The memories we had

They make me sad

Every time you leave saying goodbye is easier

And every time you leave these tears dry

I don't know who I'm looking at but I know the person I'm looking at isn't you

I get a glimpse of you every time I get a whiff of that cigarette smell I hate the way I remember you

The pain you caused was too much to bear but...