Like Only the Stars are WatchingMr. Glenn’s wife died the day before last. Of course, now all their children could talk about was what she would have wanted.More Like This
“She would want a proper burial,” Gary, the eldest, said.
“In the cemetery at Memorial Park,” Martin said.
Gary shook his head. “Much too crowded there. She wouldn’t want to knock elbows with anyone. She would prefer be buried in the Green Meadows Cemetery.”
“No,” Lisa Marie said, slapping her hand against Mr. Glenn’s antique table. “She wouldn’t want a grave. If she was here, she’d tell us to cremate her and spread her ashes across the farm.”
“I don’t think she liked this farm as much as you think,” Kurt said. “We should take the boat and spread her ashes out at sea. She would like that better.”
Lisa Marie huffed and crossed her arms. “Mom told me everything, and I can promise you that what she would want is to be here, on the farm.
For HerI'm a fatalist, I'll admit this freely. I don't like people, I don't like this country, and I don't like this planet.More Like This
There's only one thing that I like, and that's her. She's my only reason for doing anything anymore. I would do anything for her, literally, if she asked me to. Bend any of my morals, break any law. It's not like I care about them much anyways.
I want her happy, and I will go to any ends to achieve this.
I would kill for her.
Die for her.
Nazi Zombies Chapter 1September 5th, 1945, Somewhere Outside of Germany.More Like This
The Marine woke up after the crashing of his plane. He looked over to the wreckage, only to find the bodies of his former comrades sprawled out around the destroyed B17 bomber. He stood, surprised to find that he hadnt been injured except for a small cut across his cheek. He wiped the blood from this minor wound. He had more important things to figure out right now, like where the heck he was. He ran to the bomber, grabbing what was left of the radio inside. He tried it, but he heard nothing. The radio was completely dead. Right as he dropped the radio, he looked up to see a group of people walking towards him. He drew his Colt M1911 handgun and took aim at the leader of the groups head, who was running ahead of the others.
Freeze! said the Marine.
The man kept running, but as soon as he got close, he yelled, RUN!
The Marine looked behind the man and noticed that the other people had what
death by way of rainy roadshe had blood on her feetMore Like This
And they scraped her off the ground, tiny pieces held together with ribbons
I'll sleep when I'm dead,
She said and she said.
And black rink roads, painted red and gold
While she was driving home,
They killed her dead.
And heart beats no more here or there or across the bridge encased in ice
He wants her for his own.
But long roads seize up and grab her under the waist
Pull her down until she can scream but only rocks will hear
Only asphalt that is littered with hundreds of the dead
Because they claimed her for their own.
Like she didn't fight hard enough to be the one they didn't want
They pulled her out of the black river,
And pressed lips to lips, breasts to breasts,
Heart to heart and blessed.
And if she weren't the strongest and yet the weakest
Maybe he could have saved her from the red and gold lights painted
Across the sky.
From the salty spray of glass across face,
From being flung onto the ground so much so that her cords brok
Bid AdieuThis is my farewell to gray skiesMore Like This
And to knit scarves.
I wont miss you a bit.
Youll miss me terribly.
My ode to winter
To snow and 10 below.
I really wont miss you.
I really, really wont.
Goodbye thick, wool coats
Come backMore Like This
You were taken away so swiftly,
and now you're gone
Will I ever see you again?
Stay with us
I've only known you
for just a little while
it's never enough.
So come back to me, to us,
bring your smile, your cheer,
you, always the greatest,
Dear My Other HalfDear my other halfMore Like This
My second beating heart
I have missed you dearly
In our year apart
I'm sorry I didn't see you more
That our lives kept us away
There is so much that I'd do now
So much that I would say
It hurts the same now
Just as it did then
How long will it take
Till things are right again
You left this sore part
Deep Inside my chest
You were always the only one
That seemed to know me best
That late Friday night
When I had got the call
My world seemed unreal
That I had lost it all
For thirteen years
You were my partner in crime
For thirteen years
Is no where near a lifetime
We promised to grow old
To have a thousand cats
We promised to be old ladies
With those silly red hats
I never planned on being
A whole without a half
I never planed on never hearing
That contagious laugh
Every time I start to cry
I try to take a breath
Remembering with each I take
The lesson of your death
Nothing is of permanence
Everything must end
That with each ending
Something new begins
I learned life is