Don’t Let Go

As we stand looking out into the burning field of red, our youth. I know that what we see is everything we aren’t. The vibrant red, our lost youth. The empty space, our state of mind. All the things we’ve lost cover the horizon like a sickeningly dark cloud hanging over our hearts. Here we…

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Pretty boy

I inhaled a puff of smoke that had been blown in my direction like someone in need of instruction and comfort. We had been sitting by the fire for what seemed to be more than two hours. Jamie had invited me to join him in his quest for his manhood. The thick smoke attached itself…

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The Lost Boy

There was something about the sky that had gotten me thinking…things would be different. That I would understand the things that had happened the night before, like I would somehow awake to a moment of reflection and understanding. The night was my place of clarity and calmness, it was the soothing voice of my mother…

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Relationships and Self Identity- short story

I had sat over the kitchen counter looking out the window as a familiar song began to play out taking me back to the winter that had passed. It was finally summer but my heart hadn’t warmed up or least forgotten the pain that had made its way through me like a sickening virus. Sweeping…

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Shut doors and Wondering Hope

“I’ve wondered about trying to find you” I told him as clear as day because I wasn’t about to lose him so quickly and easily after all the searching I had put in. “What do you want me to say? That I’m glad you found me or that I’ve been waiting for you?” Liam asked…

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The art of Escaping

She needed to escape like the air that filled her lungs. She woke up on a sunny morning and felt not one piece of happiness. No peace of mind filled her head as she picked up her old suitcase that had broken down over time. This was not her first time taking the high road.…

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Mental health awareness-The Imposter 

I want to thank ORGANIC COFFEE, HAPHAZARDLY for posting my writing piece. Why do you pretend to be something you are not is the question that echoed out within my head as I laid there in the cold. It was clear that they had discovered that I wasn’t truly who I was and all the things I…

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Daily Prompt: Paint “portrait of a lady”

  “Stand still.” those words they boomed across the room repeatedly like a clock striking twelve. “You need to be still,” Edward repeated as he held the camera in the precise location.  Her long black hair was clasping the floor as she arched herself off the old green sofa as to angle herself in the…

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