Reece wasn’t evil. He knew that the people in the village thought otherwise. He’d heardthe whispers, seen the dark looks, felt the glass bottles shattering against his back when theywere thrown at him. But he wasn’t evil, no. He was… …
A Way to Be Good Again by Hope Chavez
Khaled Hosseini’s The Kite Runner is an emotionally charged, historical fiction novel that delves into harsh, real issues of human struggle and inner turmoil. Hosseini focuses on emotional realism rather than on insignificant plot points and rabbit holes to force …
The Light That Lingers by Gabby Bryant
From morning until night,You gave it your all.Ensuring comfort, offering care,A love so steady, always there.You gave it your allIn lessons taught, in kindness shared,In knowing when to give,And showing how to love.Through moments of struggle,Through doubts and heavy days,You …
Perched Upon Power by John Christensen
Oh Raven, bird of wisdom, offeror of truth and guidance, omen of darkness, omen of light, atopthe pole, do you recognize our kind? An aged cedar pole, once a tree, was cut down, reshaped,and re-erected. Re-erected to hold the Raven. …
The Appointment A One Act by John Christensen
Scene 1Narrator) The light is dimming over the city park, as the evening sun begins to give way to the inevitable coming of night. The last reluctant children are being pulled away from the play equipment, by impatient parents eager …
The Seeds of Salvation by John Christensen
The seeds of salvationEncased in a tombSealed there in waxFor flames to consume.Yearning in enchantmentFor disaster, they plead.Dormant and patient,Sit several small seeds.Ages and agesThey still do lie.White lightning streaksAcross the night sky.Tall timbers creakPossessed with disease.Needles snap dryly,Under foot, …
Blooming from Decay by Thomas Palma
Roses in open air,Bathing in the sun’s glare,Wither and die,Till nearly dry.The sun bears relentlessly down,While in heat the roses drown.One by one, are clipped,From their lifeforce, ripped.The bush, lonely without friends,Waits for Summer’s end.At Spring’s next dew,So comes roses …