He examined the freshly made bruises on its delicate skin. Its smile was so wide, it felt pleasure as it watched his eyes travel its broken body. The pain was what it desired the most. This pain, it was what prevented it from remembering unwanted memories from the past. It’s better for it not to […]
Help.
Dark. My eyes are open though I can’t see anything. Quiet. I’m not making any sound and neither is she. All I hear is his heavy breathing. Shivering. His warm minty breath in my ear is creating goosebumps on every part of my body. I am alone even […]
I Am a Princess
I. Five. As a child, I believed I was the princess in my own fairytale. To me, there was no “evil” in this world. My dad, he was my hero. He fought off all the “bad” guys. He protected me. My house, it was my castle, my safe place. I believed that soon […]
90 and in Love
Dear Vicki Brady, SYNOPSIS: I decided to write you a poem about your love life with the man you spent more than half a century with, the man you loved until “death do us apart”. I incorporated much of the information you had shared with me and my classmates but moreso I did incorporate much […]
A-Z
A for Art Gallery What to do there: Pick a painting to work with. Go for something figurative. Tell its story in detail as if you’re describing a scene. Stay within the frame. Focus on describing what you see before moving into “story”. When you’ve written for at least 20 minutes, allow yourself only one […]
Beauty is a Lie
She was once strong, happy, healthy. She was once the light that could instantly fill a dark room. It was the first time she has ever been body shamed, once turned into twice. It then turned into a repetitive reminder, to tell her she wasn’t beautiful, that she wasn’t skinny enough, that she didn’t resemble […]
How I Met My Best Friend
We knew each other from before. The thing is, we didn’t know we knew each other until about three years later. It’s complicated. I remember the first time I saw her. It was at her mom’s hair salon, which is in the basement of her house. She popped her head in the doorway […]
He Was Only Five
He was only five. The age where you’re supposed to start learning about the world and what it has to offer. The age where your imagination takes you places you’ve never been before. Five. It’s the age of smiles and laughter, it’s the age of crying over who gets the last […]