Life offers questions and a multitude of pathways which each and every one of you has the opportunity to explore, only there are no reruns, no restarting at the last checkpoint.
Avocados are the stepping stone into the middle class, Jan thought as she diced the bright green flesh and served them on top of the bean burger.
A Poem By Freddie Irvin
"Only in my sleep did you truly speak,
And I turned to see if I was dreaming..."
"I paced the room, four steps from the bed to the mirrored glass that I had a sneaking suspicion was a one-way observation window, six steps from the back wall to the door..."
Guest Writing Prompt: “Write about a recent conflict” Inspiration: Pink Shirt Day By Tish MacWebber I remember coming home from school, crying when I was five. Someone was mean. Dad talked to me. He showed me how to make a fist, and to not put my thumb under my fingers. Then he held up [...]
"It's called Project Echo. We're a top secret, select group of special people and we've been monitoring you." I had noticed that his dark hands were black with what looked like dirt and a damp earthy smell lingered in the air. I could distinctly remember the feel of the table under my fingertips, the oak [...]
I send a text to my roommate: Haven’t heard from Jimmy still. I think he’s blowing me off. What. The. F...