alone on a Friday night, not mad at anyone but yourself, but because it’s so much inside you it makes you hate everything outside you, everything you see. it’s your fault, and you’re surprised that everything you do to make yourself unhappy has finally worked. it’s a small wave. it washes away as it quickly…
Tag: loneliness
By My Side | Poem
I don’t have a lot of things in my life, because you hold enough power to fulfill me a million times. I don’t have a lot of people in my heart, because you take up too much space, and I still fall apart. I could have anyone, anyone else; I could make anything, anything work–…
July Snow | Short Story
A small pile of snow had gathered upon a spot on the pavement outside the schoolhouse, right next to the slightly ajar gate. The snow that had came last week had all vanished, save for that one pile in the shade. July sunlight had came and made the grasses shine and made the concrete burn–and…
Don’t Want a Lonely Life | Poem
I had a dream last night Drew up my fears and closed my blinds I had a dream composed of you Completely, entirely, nothing new But there was a feeling in my chest That you didn’t exist, so we never met And then I realized I had taken this life for granted. – You are…
hotel it do be make you happy
last night’s nightmare. I didn’t know we were going to a hotel until I opened my eyes one morning and found myself in one. I asked my parents where we were, and they responded with tight, wide smiles that made their cheeks touch their ears. This was a bad answer to me, so I turned…
Sammicakes 