Filling a Hole
Mud has a smell and the power to suspend scattered buttons on dispersal.
Mud has a smell and leaves fall from trees politely, each letting the one before have its time to drift and settle. 169 more words
3 years, 2 months ago
It’s very difficult for me to say that word.
I was raped.
Even more difficult for me to say that sentence.
I was raped, stalked and abused for three years. 99 more words
Your Momma said you were out here waiting for me.
I did not know it meant… Hello Gabriel.
No, you shouldn’t have. And you shouldn’t have approached Daddy. 118 more words
3 years, 9 months ago
I had been looking for Shelly for hours it seemed. I was panting on the sweaty corner of Crimson and Lex when this envelope fluttered down and landed between my feet. 959 more words
3 years, 10 months ago
Yesterday, I didn’t feel like staying at my desk for lunch. It was raining pretty steadily, but it was a nice rain, not soaking and not falling hard. 149 more words
3 years, 11 months ago