a short story written in poetic form about youth and loss.
betrayal
Smiling Faces
We should be nurturers. We're supposed to be a community. We're supposed to listen, to talk with others. To ask, "How was your day?" But when they say, "I'm fine," we're supposed to keep talking.You look into their eyes when they smile or they laugh, through those little window panes. But sometimes- sometimes they're not … Continue reading Smiling Faces
Books Are Easier to Read Than People
Books are easier to read than people.Words on a page hold more merit than expressions on a face.Lines and stanzas and paragraphs.They have form, linking together to form coherent memories. But people- they make no logical sense.Their decisions are fueled by hidden motives.Their faces pose as masks, the closest contender to showing their true expression.Mouths … Continue reading Books Are Easier to Read Than People
Spaceship Thoughts 