Wednesday Works
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His skin simulator felt too tight. It trapped him inside, too tight in some places, too large in others, heavy with use and age, but he would give anything to be there, waiting to learn their language. He had heard all about it, tried to learn on his own planet, but something was missing. There…
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Music and laughter flowed up from the open double doors on the gentle breeze flowing through the curtains. Josephine looked up from her studies, longing to join them, but her governess forced her back to the page. “Your handwriting is atrocious, child!” Her governess, Prudence admonished. “How do you expect your kingdom to enact your…
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While he was breaking into the castle vaults, looking for any information to get the tyrant king off the throne, his wife was having tea with the very same man. He wasn’t aware of if until he came home that evening and found her sitting at their small kitchen table, tending to their meager chipped…
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Someone was leaving her flowers. Beautiful, bold bouquets with all kinds of arrangements of flowers. Some of them were simple, a small arrangement of daisies and primrose and a few others that were just a few flowers, nothing massive to start. As time went on, they became more wild, more overt. Someone was trying to…
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The library might as well have been her second home. As much time as she had spent there, she was surprised they even asked to see her library card anymore. She had never even had a late fee, had never forgotten a good book. She had practically spent her whole life reading. Ever since she…
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At first, wandering through the pawn shop on her afternoon had seemed like a dumb idea. Then, she eased herself into it. There were no errands to do, she had the first free afternoon in months and had had enough caffeine in the morning that going home and taking a nap was impossible. The pawn…
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Here, on the eve of a new decision, we the people have done as we were asked to do. We put our best selves forward and made a decision for the future. Left or right, red or blue, it doesn’t matter. We the people used our voices and stood up and made sure we were…
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Adulthood is where dreams go to die. Where the light of desires and wishes is snuffed out by the heavy demands of adulthood. Silently, they die, screams unheard between bills to pay and the green desire of more more more! Adulthood is where dreams go to die. Snuffed out in youth by the distractions of…
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Write a poem called “The End” it cannot be about death, a break up, or the apocalypse. When she pens the words “The End”, It’s like saying goodbye to an old friend. One that’s lived with her in her head, Taken space in her home and bed. When she writes the words “The End”, It’s…
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Who am I to disturb the universe? With words of affirmation, words that hurt, words formed in pretty little sentences to make people feel. Feel something. Anything for just a brief moment. As long as it isn’t apathy. Who am I to dare to change the unchangeable. To try over and over and over again…
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The morning after she wakes up with a headache. Throbbing in the center of her forehead making the lights too bright, sounds too harsh, everything too painful. The night before was a dream, but the morning after is a nightmare of blurs and raucous noises that burn her brain from the inside out. The night…
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Dear Mom, I know you’re upset I’m here and not out in the world making something of myself. I know I made mistakes and you might not even open this letter once you see it’s from me, but I’m writing you anyway. I’m not writing you asking you for money or sympathy or anything like…
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When they were younger and the relationship was new, fun and exciting, they had started making origami stars, writing dreams of the future inside them. “When we’re married, we’ll open one a month and do whatever’s on it.” It had seemed like a great idea at the time. A way to keep the magic of…
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Write from a stream of consciousness POV. Someone’s life is about to change in three minutes After an hour and a half in handcuffs, and not the fun kind, I’m finally released from them and poked and prodded and searched by a tiny little thing in a uniform that’s too big, doing a job she’s…
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The church bells all were broken. No sound traveled through the air as the earth rocked, the foundations cracked, the people trembled. Where the people had silently prayed to hear sounds of hope, only silence remained. They had hoped it a simple earthquake, but as the tremors continued with increased frequency, they realized their mistake.…
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Beeps. Ringing. Underwater. Pain. Pressure. Ringing. Can. You. Hear. Me. Now? …No.
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Pink slip. I told them to fire me rather than my buddy who can’t speak his mind. They were gunning for him, but I couldn’t let them. He’s got a wife and a kid and another one on the way. I got nothing, but me myself and I. I had to do it. Now, I…
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This is a poem I posted on twitter in response to a podcast back in August of 2019 I want you to be proud of me, See the change I’ve made. I hope your heart melts When you see me riding in, On those white horses. But instead, The drifts get deeper as I drown,…
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To you, The man I’ve known since we were children, The one who has grown up into such a wonderful man: With you, the days fly by in laughter and sweet kisses. The nights glide by with sweet nothings and delicious delights, With you, the companion of my dreams. When we’re apart, I crave you.…
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There is no proper formula for happiness. No scientists or chemists hidden behind machines, Spinning circles with different chemicals and substances, Searching for the answer. There is no formula for happiness, But there are ingredients to try. A smile full of teeth, Enough warmth to fill a chest, Laughter loud enough to fill halls and…