If only...What If.....
Sorrow and anguish Of innocence left Given and taken Non-refundable gift Heartbeats purging The memories fading With every beat surging Trying to forget If…
Sorrow and anguish Of innocence left Given and taken Non-refundable gift Heartbeats purging The memories fading With every beat surging Trying to forget If…
One sunny and clear day, a gentle breeze sent wave-like ripples over the white and gold rolling plains. Alia walked with her arms outstretched, feeling the…
The copters are with us and the Thought Police are not far behind, scaling just a few floors below us. Lights shine intense, even though the sun is sufficient…
Waking back up, I’m being grabbed by Jacob, pulled up over the edge and the sun is now hotter than ever before. I pull myself to my feet, proud and nervous…
Omniscience doesn’t seem out of the question at the moment. Sheets of water layer themselves on top of their dead brethren. I turn for a look at the far side…
More grass. I’m moving through the woods as temperate rain pours down. The day is drenched as am I. I move and move through the woods until I come to a lake…
I think back to earlier writings of mine and others. Ancient names like Voltaire, Socrates, Durkheim, Marx, and Jesus Christ all filter back to me. The goal…
I swing my gaze upward for a moment, blinded by the auburn Sun, dazzling yet dying. I’m only a mere 11 stories from the top. They’re closing in, but only on…
I’m at the corner of the tower now. Around it I hear Jacob climbing at one mph faster than myself. He’s ahead now. The copters are finally arrived, yet…
And then they’ll bring up the x-ray sights and see me chasing through the hall, but already will they be positioned inside the building and I’ll be gone. And…
Just now, a fire zips past my left shoulder. Good Jesus, they’re shooting at us now! I climb to my left. And up now. I fiddle with the wall to position myself…
Of course knowledge is more than just memories and dreams and experiences. What about people? Others. In their own right, they are a genre of knowledge. People…
The fields that consumed my mind were often projected into reality. I would sit for hours at my desk, toiling at the white paper when suddenly, a field as…
And in dreams was a curious thought. Asleep, we see what awake we cannot. I had been dreaming of grass. A plain thought. Plain, but sweeping and consuming. I…
The lawyers with their papers. The taxi drivers with their grit. The doctors with their powers. The mothers with their complaints. The children with their awe…
The sunrise had been the first time I had seen the tower. Now so close and so existent, I couldn’t help but be careful when I moved my hands and feet along it…
And so we climbed. Climbing was not new to us, nor us new to the wall. A tower, quite literally made of ivory was the only escape. I glanced down. A few dozen…
The child within would cringe to hear me say My hours are rarely mine, with which to be The grownup who is making her own way, instead of working for a salary…
I wondered if you could hear my heart in your sleep, Recognize the smell of my skin in your dreams, Touch my lips when you wake up, And whisper in my ears…
streaming down her face a meandering crimson river round her high cheekbones: a mountainous onslaught for truce of bloodshed: torrents flood parched lands…