[Poetry] Sisters

We met when we were fourteen—
An untamable butterfly of a girl,
A girl hiding from herself,
And me, a shy, bookish dreamer.

We grew up over the next ten years—
A young woman flying too high,
A young woman lied to by love,
And me, a young woman in the shadows.Read More »

[Flash Fiction] Home

He only had time to grab his son and run. Together, they ran with the clothes on their back and their photo identification cards stuffed hastily in his pocket. They didn’t even have time to say goodbye.

Then again, there wasn’t much to say goodbye to. Behind them was fire, merciless and consuming, devouring each house like a starving dragon. Behind them were bodies, riddled with bullets, each hole dripping bloody dreams and hopes. Behind them were the graves of his wife and daughter, the screams of their last moments forever playing in his ears like a broken record. 

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[Poetry] Day 21

It’s already been three weeks, but I swear I can still feel you kicking inside me. The doctor said writing in a journal would help, but it doesn’t. It doesn’t help knowing my own body rejected you. 

The doctor said it was a tragic accident, but there are no accidents. The doctor said time would make it easier, but that’s a lie too.Read More »