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I am Lost – Poem Reflection
I am lost. I always will be. A never-ending spiral, Behind my closed doors. The truth locked deep away. The cold wind chills the world. The sky cries ice tears of the fallen few. I sit, tasting the bitter snowflake. I lay calm as a stone. Lost relics in my eyes. Many seek, they fail.… Continue reading I am Lost – Poem Reflection
Love Will Always Grow – A Terza Rima Poem
I love my love like love will know to be, We fair to fair for love must never sow, I trust these words for never you must see. Together all, we nurture love to grow, We harvest it so you can never take, Plant in a passion, some must never know. I love my love but… Continue reading Love Will Always Grow – A Terza Rima Poem
Shirley Jones – A Short Story
The story of Shirley Jones is a 1920’s noir style story that colors the black and white feel of the mob and gang overture that ruled the time. Margaret is a new detective that went rogue after being denied crucial access to case information. This story beings after she discovers that her cover, Shirley Jones, is… Continue reading Shirley Jones – A Short Story
Under the Willow – A Freeform Poem
Fair, fair, and golden hair. My love, she lies here sleeping. Dreaming, I shall not wake her. A single rose here creeping. Fair, fair, and golden hair. My little one, wandering forever. Weeping, I will not wake her. A single rose, safekeeping. Fair, fair, and golden hair? My child, she’s seemingly dreaming. Sleeping, I cannot not wake her.… Continue reading Under the Willow – A Freeform Poem
Searing Light – A Freeform Poem
Peeking through my windows, he saw me paralyzed. Gaping at my echoes, Before he realized. This was not me, This was not him, But who was he to judge? The sun may stay, Not go away, But never ever grudge. He was only curious, Looking at this shape. The lifeless man, on his bed, Barely even… Continue reading Searing Light – A Freeform Poem
Harmophony – A Creative Essay
“Three, two, one, exhale,” Mrs. Letovsky breathed. We were just ten minutes from our District Festival performance for Varsity Men’s Chorus. Only a few knew what to expect behind the sinister black curtain. Max Cothran stood beside me; it was his first year in choir, too. “One… Continue reading Harmophony – A Creative Essay