by WHWPAdmin | Jan 25, 2014 | Creative Writing
The night was cold and my eyes were burning. My bare feet kicked up gravel with every frantic step. They were not behind me, but they would be when they saw I was gone. They were always watching me, waiting for me to crack. But I’m not what they think I am. I just...
by WHWPAdmin | Jan 25, 2014 | Creative Writing
Smog scratched at my lungs. It was clear now, all those indescribable feelings answered in a single moment–dusk bringing a close to the day, the ambulance doors shutting after the gurney, separation incarnate. The afternoon began the same as any other. I was...
by WHWPAdmin | Jan 25, 2014 | Creative Writing
breathe in, summer’s fragrance. recollect, winter’s melody. come autumn, yearn for heat or cold. never the brisk blow. green leaves change pink, yellow, and orange. falling hopelessly blanketing nature’s floor. scarfed necks and hatted heads defeat the breeze....
by WHWPAdmin | Jan 25, 2014 | Uncategorized
A girl’s pain explodes in bits of shallow breath. Her body trembles in silent sobs. She attempts to tune out the faint murmurs that breathe, “You’re not smart enough, you’re not pretty enough”. But her torrent overflows the dam....
by WHWPAdmin | Jan 25, 2014 | Uncategorized
Let your new life begin, Call 1-800-GETTHIN! (And if that sign could talk, that number again, “Call 1-800-GETTHIN!”) She hunches over the wheel, ashamed of the direction she’s steered her life. French fry drive-thrus, Burger King Whoppers, and donut-hole...