No one understands the way I feel because they do not have my powers. No one seems to think what I claim about my abilities is real. I can see things that other people don’t, truths hidden from others are not hidden from me Others are drowning in blindness, but I continue to float. The…
Different take on fairytale stories
Why are you afraid of me? Have we not grown up in the same world? I was born and raised at the same time you were. I have seen all that you have seen. I have been in many of the same places that you have been. I have struggled just as you have struggled….
There are thirty-one of them for sure There may be more of them, but these are best the known. Some may come as a shock; others may be expected But they are The Concepts and prefer to be respected. Physics is like Alice’s Wonderland; she makes no sense. When she’s bored, she changes the rules,…
Two guys walk into a bar Why would they do that? Why were they there? Was anyone watching? Would anyone care? Were they there for a drink? Or just there on a dare? I can answer this riddle For it is clear, I must say You are thinking of the wrong bar I will explain…
There is much I take for granted. There is much I forget is not shared. My body is what assures me that I don’t have to be scared. My gender has been a cause of privilege that should not hurt the other as it does, Yet the other side suffers due to this minor difference…
A gateway into another dimension. A hideaway beyond comprehension. When reality is too difficult to bear Hide between these pages without a care. The ink has long since dried Revealing an adventure that cannot hide. You may know the story buried here by heart Or perhaps for you this is merely the start. Even when…
Merlin writes love letter to Arthur while awaiting his return
We are broken Children forced to mature from a young age do nothing against rage. We are broken The rage is red, leads to the smell of fear, leads to pain We are broken We must look after the young ones while the adults are away. We are broken We, the older children, forced to…
You think you know the story You know nothing of the truth You think you have the answers You poor untested youth What you think you know Who you think they are Is far more than what you see When all is revealed to you No one will judge when you flee. This story is…