The Truth About TomorrowThe truth about tomorrowThe Truth About Tomorrow2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lies unspoken in your ears,
Resounding in the silence
Of a hundred thousand years
Though failure seems eternal
When your heart's displaced by fear,
The truth about tomorrow is:
Today's already here.
Unfallen Rain"I believe in the sky."Unfallen Rain3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She snorted, looking at me incredulously. My wistful blue eyes grew gray with the threat of an impending storm, a mist of disappointment having clouded them.
"Of course you do," she scoffed. "It's right above our heads. You'd have to be an idiot not to believe in it."
As we stood there, our gazes fixed on each other, I realized it wasn't worth my time trying to explain myself. I turned on my heels and promptly left her there, bewildered. She didn't call out or try to stop me, nor did I look back. I simply kept on going.
I walked away from my friend that day with the understanding that my perception of the world was somehow different than that of anyone else. My sense of self curled inward as my mind wove elaborate dreams of soaring high above the clouds, carried only by the wind and the calls of distant migratory birds. Their voices would beckon me to join them on their journey to the New World, leaving this one behind, as my jovial laugh pierced the day...
Scarborough FairScarborough Fair3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He twirls her around the moon and stars, constellations gathered near to see the beauty of their
dance. With one hand he grasps her tightly, not allowing her to drift so far away, and in his fingers her
heart, feeling the fragile thing beat with joy. Loving her peaceful glides, he kept guiding her rather
clumsily. It was like the sparrow attempting to teach a swan how to swim. The swan swam perfectly, but
here he was, tripping over every glistening feather that came his sight. But she didn't mind. She just kept
laughing, as though despair had no place in the world, much less embarrassment.
They've rehearsed this many times before, the couple, with a confidence that shown so dimly tonight,
a more humorous tone emerging from them. Suddenly, they took notice of all their mistakes, noting what
would happen if the errors were shown. though their love bloomed with every full moon, they could never
hide the flaws, yet the skies hadn't ca
Running Away Mr. Ralf was a sad man. He was the literature professor at Lindenburge High School and he taught the same session on Romeo and Juliet every April. He smelled like rough whiskey and cheap cigarettes. His eyes were always bloodshot and people said he hadn't slept a wink since his wife left him nearly three years previous.Running Away2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The last day I saw him was a sunny day in April. He had started Romeo and Juliet, like always, in the beginning of the month and he had started drinking earlier than usual. You could see the haunted look consuming his eyes and almost imagine the agonizing memories of his wife dancing behind his veiled eyes; driving him insane. Why they had let him continue teaching was always a topic of debate between the students. It was clear he wasn't there anymore. He spent his days grieving for happier days. Some said they let him stay out of pity. Others said he simply refused to leave and no one had the heart to force him. Me? I say that relivi
Perfect You knew all the right words to say. Your movements were everything I had always dreamed of. The way you touched me left me wanting more of you. Your quite confidence and lovely poems pierced my heart with joy until I forgot, for a time, any pain that had riddled its surface. Your beauty was impassible. Your love, unstoppable. You were perfect.Perfect2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For all my brokenness you loved me. For every sinful secret I exposed to you, you still told me you didn't care. For every horrible decision I made, you still gave me comfort and told me we would get through it. For every nightmare that woke me up screaming, you kissed the tears away and told me it was alright. For every time I broke down and cried you held me together until I could do it myself. You were perfect.
However, for all your perfection, there was one thing we forgot. I was imperfect. With all your love I was still broken. With all your overlooking, I still sinned. With every decisi