Bougainvillea Snow
A Prose Poem about a Teenage Crush My heart soars like a kite on a windy day, As a silent hello escapes from your mouth.…
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A Prose Poem about a Teenage Crush My heart soars like a kite on a windy day, As a silent hello escapes from your mouth.…
Most people I’ve met, especially online, are socially acceptably superficial or straight-out liars. If I had a nickel for every time a “friend” told me…
I started losing friends during university; I was the only one in my entire group of friends that didn’t get accepted at the same university…
I gasped as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I did not expect my eyes to be so swollen! I should have known…
There is a man without a head, high on a hill. Is he a spirit or is he real? Nobody knows what to say. They…
Each person has their day in the sun, so to speak. But time keeps rolling on. You can’t stop time, no matter what you do.…
Today, I met this old man of yesterday. His shoulders were bent, and his hair was gray. He said son, don’t lag behind. You’re just…
I hate this time of day. I mean really hate it. I think I walk a little slower, wandering the long hallways on the way…
Eric first noticed the girl as she was getting off the train. He couldn’t see her face from where he was sitting, but from behind…
“Feels good to finally be off that blasted ship.” Ben breathes in so deeply that his shoulder rubs against my bare one, a touch so…
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