The little girl hopped onto my lap like an exited little bunny. “Do you think the sun ever gets lonely up there?” She asked in her small voice.
“I don’t know. Maybe.” I responded.
She tilted her small head of fluffy brown. “Why don’t you know?”
I laughed. “Somethings we just aren’t supposed to know.”
“But why?” She pestered. The sun made her skin look even softer, like a chick’s feathers.
“We...
I jolted forward. Well, not me. I wasn’t in my own body. And before me was a amphitheater filled with thousands of people. Signs where posted around reading “The Meaning of Life”. I knew this place. A famous philosopher was supposed to give a speech of life here. That famous philosopher, whose body I now was in, was supposed to give that speech now. The crowd looked on at me epectently. I couldn’t...
“So, who’s going to die today?”
Anyone can ask this question. A curious child. A saddend nurse. A man with a gun. The fates of the world. But no one can know a sure answer. Maybe the child dies. Maybe a patient. Maybe your best friend. Maybe the fates themselves. But we all have time. A small amount of time in the millions of years of our universe. This time can be cut short or prolonged, but it w...
Her hair clung to the sweat upon her face. Her blood spilled onto your shirt as you held her dying in your arms. “Why?” Your voice breaks as you ask her a last question.
Her voice comes broken and raspy. “I was just trying to be-“ blood pools out of her mouth “what you wanted.”
“Seeing you happy was all I ever wanted” You say as your future self holds the old you, dead in your arms....
She loved to write
She loved telling stories and turning words into things that matted
She loved to read
She loved living thousands of lives and hearing the flow of words in her mind
She loved listening to music
She loved feeling weightless in a endless pit of harmonies and melodies
She loved her friends
She loved the sound of their voices and laughter with them
She loved the outside world
She...
We say we sleep at night
But really we’re always awake
Our minds churning
With the dreams we make
We run from the coming dawn
And take comfort in stars
For they are only small lights
Compared to the rising sun
But we can’t ever hide
From a inevitable force
For nature is nurturing
Merciless and corse
We run from the dawn
Hind from the light
For we’re not adjusted
To this new coming blight
And ...
She hadn’t known what color to call her eyes. Some said hazel, brown, orange, yellow. I disagreed with all of them. I had said they looked like gold. Golden like a lost treasure of the sea, an amber fossil, a lamp in a quite room of books. She was like a fantastical beast straight from the pages of books of old. A beast who held all the knowledge, humor, kindness, and power of the world beneath go...
The fuse had been there the whole time. Always there, always watching, waiting. But when it was lit, people ran. They ran because they chose to ignore the fact that the fuse had been there the whole time and was only just now erupting in flames. They ran because they knew they had lit it. A fuse can’t light itself, for even the smallest and most irrelevant sparks can start a wildfire. It was never...
Across feilds and plains
Two warriors flew
To meet each other
In a world made anew
What they would find
Neither knew
For tides are unyielding
And merciless too
One’s armor was black
Sleek as night
The other’s white
With dazzling light
Both shown with blood
Swords at their sides
They fought their way across
This merciless tide
But the tide swept strong
And red filled the air
Of armor of night...
Humans are made of emotion. That’s what the expression “we’re only human” is for, right? But then why does it feel like I’m a porcelain doll, being by played with over and over, without feeling? My dress becomes tattered, paint chipped, limbs broken, yet it still feel nothing. As if I’m locked inside a room at a party, and only the muffled voices of others make it through the wall. Yes, it’s peacf...
