Chalk lines on pavement once meant hopscotch; now, they outline the bodies. Orphaned backpacks of bulletproof fabrics litter the vibrant halls, while the children line up in clouds to get fitted for angel wings. On the wall: "NOTICE: Heaven is running low on size '7T'" A little girl wonders if they come in a pony theme... As a nation, paralyzed … Continue reading Unchanged
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Like Leaves Falling
The leaves fell slowly, at first. So slowly, it was hard to tell what was happening. I only knew they had fallen because every time I looked back, the branches were a little more barren. Over time, though, so many had come to litter the ground that they practically paved the walkway. Once strong, vibrant, … Continue reading Like Leaves Falling
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Can I just disappear? If I do, what happens to this confusion? I don’t know what I’m doing... I just know I don’t belong. It’s a problem I can’t solve. No matter what I do, I always feel alone.
Here for You
I let my guard down, to be replaced by another’s secure arms in an embrace that felt as natural as falling in love. In that moment, a star shot through the sky as if to say, “I’m here for you.” For the first time in a long time, I knew I was where I should … Continue reading Here for You
A Cleanse – Prose for Dverse
Exhaustion overwhelms her small frame as she relaxes into her father’s old reclining chair. Soft candlelight dances against the off-white walls of the sitting room, forming the shadows of recognizable faces between the furnishings. She gazes into their familiar eyes, yearning for their found peace, but hesitant to leave behind the familiarity of life. They … Continue reading A Cleanse – Prose for Dverse
A Sun’s Sweet Message
Come now, child- don’t be shy. There’s something there beneath your mask, hidden in your eyes. Raise your gaze, lift your head, and show me how you rise. I’ll warm your petals, melt the dew, so you can bloom to life. You've only got to open up, and let me fill your skies. Smile, please, … Continue reading A Sun’s Sweet Message
The River
I thought I could live in the river; I thought I could survive on the tiny bits of algae it fed me from time to time, that I could tame it and morph its path and power toward a destination beneficial to myself. I thought I was the only one who could truly understand the … Continue reading The River
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