Category Archives: writing

Journey

The distance between two points increases over time—like a map being stretched little by little every day. Force it too far and it snaps like an old, overused rubber band. Instead give it a rest and fold it in half a few times. Though now, the map is distorted and can no longer navigate from …

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Birds of a Feather

For the first time in her life, she felt like a sea shell—something to be picked up, looked at,   maybe admired by some, but soon thrown back into the sand without a second thought.   She didn’t want that—she didn’t want to be a silver charm that hangs on a bracelet and bangs   …

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Spring Cleaning

The vacuum screams across the floor—but I’ll Take that over your screams any day—in fact, I cleaned the floors yesterday. But you’re soaking Your words with so much deception I’m left Drowning in them until only my eyes are left Floating above the lies that seep from your mouth Like a waterfall. You say to …

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Park Bench

This morning marks the anniversary, the anniversary of two people dying. The open air of the park allows his thoughts to run wild as he sits alone on a bench. Today is an anniversary of days, months, years, decades—he doesn’t know. But this morning is the anniversary of the ending of a great love story—the …

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Impounded

The adorable look in her eyes said I        love        you        this        much but the words from her mouth spat poison like a fountain of disdain. Her harsh utterances clamped his heart like the tires of a towed car—sedentary until she decides to release him. Her cuddly body is hidden beneath a coat of anger—he can’t …

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