Chapter One: "The Climb"
What thought to be a beginning became the initiation for an ending.
Time diminished as the gold and orange orbs steadily passed one another in a cloudless sky. The beams rested hot against my deep skin, and the grain shredded against my fast-paced legs. My eyes twitched for concentration. Even such extremities that my fragile body grew unaccustomed to couldn't force a return to my Kanna.
Workers sweated in preparation for the Suns Festival. My sister spoke about it at several points in our recent history, but at only five years old, she still claimed the experience memorable. The event could have only heigh
Airless "Airless"Airless8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Zero: "Young Observations"
The landscape confused me at times. My reasons for such misunderstandings made little sense to me until I reached adulthood, and even now, I’ve wondered about my birth within the corrupted society. Our homes were built sparingly of a single wood with so few nails that it often lead to the failure of an entire structure. Several homes collapsed within recent times on my very street yet my family viewed these instances so normally.
My father’s occupation provided me and my small family a bit more nails for our home and maybe a bit more food on the table. His wisdom earned him a
Stopped a StrangerI stopped a stranger today.Stopped a Stranger5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It might have been the bravest thing I've ever done. At a convenient store located just a few short blocks from my home, I stopped a stranger.
He held the door open for me as I departed with a pack of expensive cigarettes. It might have been the bravest thing I've ever done. The convenient store opened it's doors to many different colors of people. I stopped a stranger.
The man didn't seem any more harmless than the thugs living down the street from me. The kind covered in tattoos, wore used clothing from a cheap thrift store, and drove cars that lacked all respect for other drivers on the road. He held the door
Between the WordsLETBetween the Words5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Apart from nature's wonders.
To an unforgivable place
The brink of extinction.
Undeniable series of events,
Thrills leading us on this devastating
To a new world.
HammerMaybe we should keep things simple.Hammer4 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You know it well.
That mold can be broken
With just a twist on the simplest phrase.
On the simplest metaphors, we rise.
Maybe I'm not being clear enough,
But if you kept my head out of the clouds,
Would we keep this simple thing going
In the direction of happiness?
Maybe it's not that simple.
Maybe my clarity is too transparent.
You see right through me
In to the other side,
And realize I'm often invisible.
I'm often over looked.
I'm often threatened.
But if you broke me,
Broke me like you always had,
Would the cracks be more appealing
To your naked eye?
Then break me.
I can't stand it