As I sit down to write this, I think What could go wrong? There isn't a reason why I'm writing this, I just am. Yet, I feel there is something hidden, deep down. Deep enough for me to realize that it's still there. That built up hatred is here. I take a deep breath and sigh. … Continue reading Gold
In your eyes, I see my future. In my eyes, you saw your past. Your past formed my present, my present that could have been different. I could have been different. You fought for your rights, your place, your home. Your fight has changed my past, present, future. Your legacy will continue with me and … Continue reading In the Passing of my Late Great- grandmother, Lucia
crunch I hear the leaves under my feet as I walk towards an old tree. crunch My hand reaches the tree trunk. I scrape moss off the tree. crunch crunch crunch My hand bleeds while something bites at me. My hand is gone as it falls to the floor. crunch crunch crunch My legs bleed … Continue reading Crunch.