The first sign of something going wrong is the disappearance of your reflection. You stare at the empty mirror, slowly putting your toothbrush down, convinced your eyes are playing tricks …
Creative
A New Perspective
When I was ten, I moved to my own room. Tiny, but swaddled warm by walls of cream. And from the east, the morning light consumed What gloom might last …
Too Small for These Shoes
Sweet angel do not fret, You’re not quite ready for those shoes yet. When you’re older, stronger, bolder, The responsibilities of those shoes, you’ll be able to shoulder. But for …
Home
Shudder. Glass was on the floor though at least she kept her shoes on. She must have broken a plate this morning but forgot to clean it up. This meeting …
The Seasons of My Childhood
Apple cider in a cup Scratching from the hay Playing heads up, seven up On a rainy day Breathing in the Christmas tree My senses filled with pine A hundred …
Tick-Tick-Tick
Tick-Tick-Tick A constant ringing in my head. A reminder of the time that’s passing by Without a worry or a care Tick-Tick-Tick A mantra in my head– get it done. …
The Clock
The clock hung up on the wall as long as Steven could remember, it had been a family heirloom since a year long past, yet still functioned dutifully and relentlessly. …
Lie Drawer
Lies. Every one you’ve ever told. You write it out, fold it up, and put it in the drawer. Pretty soon it’s peeking out. By the time you die, it’ll …
Parker
His floppy brown hair bounced on his head as he entered the library. His smile was the biggest of any of his classmates as he ran to my side. He …