The sky was dark, the clouds were grey, and the car roughly pulled into the driveway. The house was wooden and rotting, every window hinges squeaking. The car engine shut off and all five passengers filed out of the vehicle. One was the father, one was the mother, followed by two daughters and a son….
The fire crackled lightly in the fireplace. Curled up close by, wrapped in a fluffy blanket over her woolly sweater, sat Dahlia in the wooden rocking chair. Purring contently, as Dahlia ran her fingers over his fur, was a grey tabby cat laying over Dahlia’s blanket covered lap. Dahlia pet the cat’s head once more…
His life was a joke. It had to be. All around him, the world projected who he was in mocking. August was brunette, dressed in orange and brown, surrounded by orange and brown falling leaves. When he lived in the southern states, he would be sweating at this point in the year wearing long sleeves;…
The ground was caving in. It was, in a sense. The ground may not have physically caved in or crumbled beneath his feet, but it may as well have. His legs were not supporting him, and he was knee deep in mud, slowly sinking further. Jake cursed. This was one hell of a day. First,…
He had dark raven hair, pale porcelain skin, and bright red lips without the lipstick his friends often gave him as a joke. He enjoyed sleep more than most people he knew, any animal he encountered immediately loved him, and had he an affinity for apples. The male version of Snow White. That was Jeremiah,…
There it was again. The call. The never-ending call. Della turned back toward the screen. The television was dark, not even turned on, yet the call remained. “Just one more,” she heard herself mutter. “I have time for one more episode.” She looked back over her shoulder. The dining room table was covered in stacks…
The clouds remain dark overhead. A young boy dressed in a yellow raincoat stomps through the mud in red boots. A mangy mutt chases after him, circling and barking at the boy. The boy giggles and runs after the dog, stomping in every muddy puddle as he does. The dog barks more and runs, leading…
That wonderful smell was in the air again. The trees were filled with beautiful pink budding flowers of cherry blossoms. The air smelled fresher, and cleaner. The land looked prettier, in fresh, bright greens and pinks. Deer, rabbits, birds, and other creatures were frolicking among the plants. Everything seemed better. Nothing hurt anymore. It had…
The darkness was not something to fear. It was comforting and inviting. Something to bask in. Something that never really left. A safety blanket when the world was too bright and overwhelming. A quiet that soothed the burn of too much noise the rest of the world radiated. There was a reason why the sun…
The path is dark. Patches of light scatter over the narrow path from the gaps in the leaves above. The light provided only makes the shadows look larger. What is that? Is it a tree branch or a man? What about that one? Is it a monster or just conveniently placed shadows? Only one way…
That smell. That rancid smell. Why was it always that disgusting smell first thing in the morning? How could he stand it? Julia buried her face into her pillow and groaned, clenching the bed sheets. The smell was too overpowering. She could only hold her breath for so long. She lifted her face, careful to…
Eyes full of curiosity The softest soothing fur Full of boundless energy Always wanting to go explore Always wanting the windows open Always wanting to go outside You loved climbing through my suitcase and bags The boxes and drawers lying open just for you to climb into Always wrestling with my wolf costume tail Always…
Cut me off Shut me up Don’t want to hear it You want to be heard What about me? Why can’t I speak too? I hear you all the time When do I get a say? I have to insert between your pauses Only a little time to be heard Even then, you barely listen…
Put them in a box Need to understand Put them in a box Organize the shelves Put them in a box Make them fit Put them in a box Don’t always fit in the box Something sets apart The box doesn’t hold everything There is more than just what fits in the box There is…
Anyone else go through this?
Spooky season is here World war three on the horizon Dark times in a not-so-new age Man is the monster Suppression never-ending Lack of peace continues War always seeking power Gas prices rising Awaiting the cyber war Who can be trusted? Lies all around Nowhere safe to turn Reality not fiction Living through historic events…
Build them up Brick, concrete, wood Stone, metal, sand Defense against feeling Defense against pain Defense against fear Defense against unknown Defense against touch Defense against change Tear them down Use a jackhammer Use a wrecking ball Use a hammer Use a mallet Use a crowbar Use hands The wall gives under gentle hands Crumbles,…
Will you dream with me? We shall meet those who have passed on, They may have something to share with us. We will see future events, Deja vu always occurs when we finally live out what we saw then. We will look deeper within ourselves to understand our true feelings, Finding the meanings by each…
Riddle riddle What can it be? Riddle riddle What might I be? Riddle riddle Must there be a rhyme One that keeps up with the time Riddle riddle Or can the wording be free Changing the pace and flow Riddle riddle Is it cipher, crossword, or puzzle? Riddle riddle Can it be all three at…
If we were to die tomorrow What would happen? Land plunged into darkness Domestic creatures dying off or returning to natural instinct Flora and fauna spread over what humanity built The world beginning anew If we were to die tomorrow What would be left? Water flooding the land Dried up land with no moisture Fire,…