Hanging from the ceiling, I see a pot of old dirt with a big fat plant sitting on top of it. Not rooted however, for this “plant” is just a fake one. Collecting dust in my room and not sunlight. …
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Hanging from the ceiling, I see a pot of old dirt with a big fat plant sitting on top of it. Not rooted however, for this “plant” is just a fake one. Collecting dust in my room and not sunlight. …
The sun rises cold and unfeeling. Bare limbs of steel reach into the sky, with claw-like fingers and nowhere to rest, shedding their leaves into the hard packed earth. Two bare feet still try their luck, venturing out on decaying …
Every night, we sit at the table, hard and unmoving between us.Every night, we quietly eat our dinner, you scroll through your phone, uninterested.Every night, I ask about your day. I sit at attention, praying for more.Every night, you say, “It was fine.”Every …
Doubt, why do you stand on me crushing my breath?Don’t you see I am God’s?Tremble at His work inside of me.You will surely fall when I start to grow in His power and hope, which lives inside of me.When you …
So you tumbled down this foul trench, ay? Reading these words means you have asked for help ONE too many times. Not appreciated, bait worm! The law and rule of goblin shack is, don’t chirp like sad lost birds! But …
Her hair.Cinnamon waterfallsthat drowned me.Her teeth.Thirty-two shimmeringoyster treasures.Her nose.A steep ridge ofsculpted confidence.Her laugh.Melts my stability,I crumple. Happily.She glances my way.Dark jaspers shredmy composure.She stands.A reincarnationof Venus de Milo.She’s in front of me now.Heart an alarm,mind a canvas.“Get ready for …
There are four things you need to know before you read this: In fairy tales, the heroes always are human. Honest, blunt, exploding with good intentions, golden as the sun. In fairy tales, the Fair always are evil. Tricksters, subtle, …
The line is drawn much more sharply in the sand and this is where the heart of the moral controversy lies.
They are often called “criminals” or “a threat to society” by mainstream media and politicians. They are misunderstood, looked down upon, and even hated. You’ve seen the word before—immigrant. It is used to describe those who are from unfamiliar places. …
Escape. That was the one word that made me get me out of bed each day. The one word I’d whisper into my sleeve as I walked down the school halls, hiding my face in fear of another black eye. The …