Childhood in America
In the depths of the trenches Smeared with blood and grime and tears She calls for her fallen soldier, his head laid on a chair Beside...
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In the depths of the trenches Smeared with blood and grime and tears She calls for her fallen soldier, his head laid on a chair Beside...
It is revolutionary to be standing on the fault line of a gargantuan shift in a nation’s ideology. The tectonic plates to the right and...
It’s hard to fight something microscopic- in fact, it’s hard to have any feelings at all towards something you can’t see. And yet, I find...
Atop the chilly peak of a hill, somewhere in Northern Europe, sat an ancient church. It had been built in the late Eighteenth Century by...
The mattress was cool, and slightly damp from frightened sweat. Crisp white sheets lay discarded like fallen rose petals on the linoleum...
A gust of wind rippled the tops of trees and carried voices from the courtyard to the heavens. "Maybe we should fight it?" A young voice...
The stairs creak violently as my sister twirls down them, smiling brightly. Her dark hair is braided into a heavy rope that hangs on her...
There is an old, wrinkled lady who lives in a big, green house next to mine. She never comes out, and her house frowns over my street...
If stars are lit with an unearthly glow, And rid the sky of everlasting pain; Fall down to bless the lands like heaven’s snow, And give...
My family and I, we are little birds, all sitting together in one nest, squawking impatiently. Everyone is loud, and sentences trip over...
In the mornings, he wakes And the sun trickles through stained windows Like snowflakes Tight curls fly around His face, skin...
You dream when you sleep and your mind goes into the state of rapid-eye movement. During this time, your body is paralyzed, and your eyes...