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packing, sorting, stitches healing, worrying, stopping, stealing eating, waiting, feeling things take the time they take songs and dreams and wedding plans tongs and scenes and kicking cans tongs in apps and going mad things take the time they take a year and three months…

photography

Our confidence in the value of our memories has been shaken by the ease of snapping moments upon moments of what our eyes appear to be seeing and our ears appear to be hearing without a lapse in time to develop and process the narrative…

Hour Three – Lucifer Was an Angel Once, Too

  I only know how to trim my wings with nail clippers. I’ve never been one to maintain good looks. Not that I don’t want to look good, But I do not have the energy To gel my hair, brush my teeth, or flatten my…

The Writer’s Fire

There’s a burning deep inside, a fire that yearns to be set free, and one that longs to breathe heat, light, and life into every corner of the world. The flickering of passion grows within, embers igniting new sparks, inspiration looking for an outlet to…

Wondrous

Wondrous I laugh, say Gumball is helium-filled, his round and sweet body grows overnight as though he will be a cartoon canine balloon in the Thanksgiving Day parade. Just four months, and he is taller and nearly outweighs his brother, Munchkin, who is 10 months…

Africa Ebony

Life as a Qneen Egypt girl One of the land mark Cleopatra Just for she descended on up. She’s the founder of Ptolemy l soter. The Alexander the Great A sista who been wedded She has several children Her siblings she kindly loved How great…

Prompt 3

“Your life is important to me” she said before she left. So many words unspoken and so many tears uncried. “Your life is important to me” she said before she left. Her roses continuously bloom full of color and fragrance. “Your life is important to…

The Cashier’s Order

Ten after eight, so late that day. I grabbed a coffee and rushed to pay. When the cashier who was always there Gave a scream and pulled her hair. “What’s this?” she hissed behind my cup. “The presidents must all look up! I’m sorry. You…

Screenshots of Memories

Screenshots of Memories for Erik-Michael Estrada Inside your truck,  wind blowing through your hair. Flossing your teeth never looked sexier anywhere. Basketball game watching Football card collecting on IG, I’m never expecting. Mini golf inside Ryan Cabrera’s house, setting up his washer and dryer. Being…