A Poem about Waves
A Poem about feeling on top of the world, only to come crashing down.
A short Story about running a marathon
Wandering alone, pain dispersed throughout the body, trying to cope with the inevitability of death. It attacks me endlessly, without
Please refrain from continuing to repeat yourself I’ve heard enough. I don’t need any more ridicule, and I’m asking very
I sit empty, Things on my mind: nothing. I want it terribly, terribly bad: sleep. If only I could, I
I have something to say, I’m not sure what, though. It was vital to the conversation. It seems like I
Family is more than just a family. It is more than just a mom, dad, brother, and sister It is
I sit, staring at the stars. I wonder, wonder about the origin of the universe. My mind wanders, running through
Standing in the final days of February, among a crowd of family and friends, but mostly those I didn’t know.