Tension
“What are you thinking about?” he asks me and I stare at him wide eyed for a second wanting to say, “I’m thinking about work and how maybe it’s not going to…
“What are you thinking about?” he asks me and I stare at him wide eyed for a second wanting to say, “I’m thinking about work and how maybe it’s not going to…
It should be raining. The world should stop. Every being on this earth should stop what he or she is doing and join everyone in a planet-wide moment of…
“I cant believe her. How could she treat me like this? ...How could I let her treat me like this....... UGHHH! I’ll be so glad once I’ve finally settled in at…
“He doesn’t do this at home.” The mother sat, frustrated, angry, at the end of her rope. Facing her was the teacher, frazzled, frustrated, also unsure of what…
“Hey, Denton, you okay?” “Is he dead?” “Nah, look. His eye is twitching.” “Anybody see what happened to Denton? Anybody? Hello? Anyone awake in here?” “No…
“Hello, friend.” I didn’t raise my head to acknowledge the voice. There wasn’t any way that someone could be there. Therefore this had to be a dream or…
My mornings are conducted in silence more often than not (with you still tangled up in your bedsheets when I rise to greet the dawn). Little wisps of your hair…
I sit in the stillness of the room. All is quiet albeit the distant whispers of voices. The air still cool from the night consoles me, a sanctuary of vigilant…
I logged into the internet last night, like I have done many nights before. I frowned, my eyes growing dark at what I saw there. People say internet bullying…
The bug, trapped in a jar, flies buzzing loudly as it bounces off the glass. Though its effort is erratic, frantic, its effort’s awarded with only a faint…
“GOD! You’re SO CHILDISH!” I feel a hot bubble pop silently in my chest. It’s been almost a month now, dealing with this awkward situation. I say awkward. I…
Maybe it’s because I’m pessimistic And I’ve got no patience. Or because I’m no good At holding a conversation. Or because I feel guilty About being short…
Sometimes, I forget to take the medication prescribed to me by the lovely doctor from down the hall. The walls wiggle like jello, and the people moving past me…
I am both enticed and terrified of the scent of the hunter. It lingers in the vast oblivion I lost myself in when you began your chase. I cannot walk a mere…
My heart dropped to my shoes. My eyes are grey instead of blue. I haven’t been the same. I don’t want to play this fucking game. Those eyes haunt my dreams…
Anger rippling through me like a fucking tidal wave. I feel it’s sharp talons digging into my chest. I can’t see or breathe anything except the abundance of…
Oh spare us Of our bright yellow pee, Asparagus, you nefarious little careless... Hey! And why the hell does it have to smell so funny!?
“Are you,” Charlie paused. His dad finished for him. “Angry? Do you want me to be?” “I don’t know. You’re the dad.” This emptied the car. The temperature…
Round round round the merry-go-round you go, so many times the wet warm splashing to a halt with a connate slap in cold fluorescent glare and laughter at baby…
In the white hot incandescence of anger, your thing we call soul like moth to streetlight, away from death hanging on to that lashing frail thread of…