Monday Is
“Monday is the lowest of the low. It’s at the bottom of my trash can of hate, along with fake smiles and the objectification of women.”
Monthly Archives: February 2017
Butter
“It happens quite often that I feel my thoughts start to disseminate like continental drift.
It happens also that I feel like I am biting into a chunk of solid butter.
Sometimes, though, it is melted butter, and sometimes, the butter is whipped.”
Not So Perfect
“She thought her life was like The Truman Show. Ever since that movie was released last year, she had watched it eighty-seven times. It was her favorite movie ever! It was because she related to Truman so much. He was stuck in a boring town that wouldn’t let him leave. Except she was being kicked out.”
The Tall Grasses Return
“The walk that Merlin began outside was anything but easy. The grass almost reached his torso. He shivered, not used to the feeling of mud and water, and even some bugs on his bare toes. He didn’t think to get his shoes. He was just wondering what the heck happened to his so normal town.”
Honeysuckle Yellow Sunny Socks
“There is water in the air bubbles that pop when I crack my knuckles. I am in a tank of water. The water tank is full of floating honeysuckles.”
orange
“orange is my least favorite color.
orange isn’t a peaceful birth, it’s a painful one.
orange is your mother screaming in labor.”
deities of green
“i actually kind of like the park
it’s just that once my mother lost me and i’m still afraid of dirt paths and trees that look like faces in the dark”
autumn fabled
“the friday light shines in his eyes,
iridescent and ethereal”
The Library Dweller
“It is no coincidence that you were able to find me. Few can hear my voice, and the ones who could were unable to find me. I have been here for thousands of years, and you are the person I was waiting for. You are the only person that can stop the destruction of the world.”
The Assassin
“For thirteen years, John had had only his clients to talk to, and occasionally the police, but not for long, because it was boring to talk to dead people.”
Generation of Fear
“Most citizens believed the one
And started to despise
The ones chosen to hate upon
Fed with fear and lies”
The Last Time I Saw You
“You looked at me, frustration exploding like fireworks all over your face
You couldn’t communicate your feelings to me”
Invisible
“I’m right in front of you
I am a rare bird who’s there but not seen often
My gold feather with multiple colors of feathers”
The Journey
“As the bus slowly drove away, I leaned back, resting my head near the frosty window. My eyes gazed, noticing a father and his daughter crossing the street. I watched as they giggled, their umbrellas dancing behind them. They slowly disappeared. I looked away, my hands fumbling as I cleared the lump in my throat.”
I
“The pale, waning moon is wearing a frightening mask.
We have the love of a thousand seas.”
Ants
“The queen died last night. The colony is in a fervor. They look lost. Each wanders the tunnels they made, like aliens. The dirt and glass, that used to wrap them in warmth and keep them safe, now feel like a maze with no end or prize for solving. They don’t eat or sleep.”
Why Do People Brag?
“One time, I said, ‘I’m the best at soccer in this class.’ I was the only girl in my class who played soccer. That gave me an opportunity to show off in front of the other boys. I only said that so that I would have more confidence when I played, but it really didn’t help.”
I Remember
“You were drinking champagne from a wine glass
The wine glass had a red lipstick stain on the side
I knew from the red ruby color you had given up”