Dear Reader, Nobody believed our story. But the events I relate to you below really happened. It may seem fantastic, but they do say that truth is always stranger than fiction. You can make up your own mind — I only want to set the record straight before — well, you’ll see… Our journey started one inauspicious evening almost six years ago; the seven of us unaware, as we embarked on our incredible adventure, that nothing w...
Downtown Los Angeles To everyone in the room, she seemed like just a normal girl wearing Vans, blue jeans, and a red hoodie. They could see she was visibly nervous, understandably so, as were the other four people outside still waiting to be interviewed. “Are you hurt anywhere?” the woman asked. “Physically, no,” the girl answered. “Just shaken. Is it still going on?” “Yes,” said a man wearing a dark suit holding a cell...
I would just like to share with you my little act of kindness. Please, don’t fill the comments section with things like, “Oh Verity, you are such a lovely person.” Or, “I wish I was as good a human as you.” Comments like that only make me blush, and besides, I know I will get my reward in heaven. Yesterday, I was at the checkout in my local Tesco supermarket. The queue was quite long and the frail old lady in front of me...
To everyone in the room, she seemed just like a normal girl wearing Vans, blue jeans, and a red hoodie. She stood alongside her husband and the other helpers, preparing food parcels for the homeless and needy. "Is that who I think it is?" asked one volunteer. "Yes it is," replied her colleague. "They often donate their time to help us." "But they want it kept a secret, so don't go telling anyone." "It's hard for them to p...
To everyone in the room, she seemed like just a normal girl wearing Vans, blue jeans, and a red hoodie. She was. Normal. Her grandmother made certain of that. But Gloria, or Glory as her Gran called her, was also extraordinarily special. The universe saw to that. “Shuffle Challenge.” Glory laughed after she said it, knowing her Gran was much hipper than she let on. She'd heard stories. She’d seen pics. “That’s your idea?...
The two friends sat together, watching the stars emerge in their crystalline thousands. Finally, Bear got up. “Follow me,” and walked off the porch. The Girl followed him, but put her hand on his back to guide herself, watching the ground to keep from tripping. It was very dark. He walked for a few minutes, then sat, and waved his paw at the sky. “Look,” was all he said. She looked up, then turned in a circle and gasped....
The mirror called civilization, reflecting just shattered shadows, silhouettes condemned to dance against some semi-bright surface, feelings augmented and belittled, pain ignored and slowly festering, all hitting the sensibly cracked mirror, all claiming to be seen and heard for what they were really meant to be, for what they never stopped being. The cracked mirror holds just images, there´s no true, honest reflection, j...
The hurt washes over like the ocean. Calm sails capture the wind With their chests puffed out, Rulers of the great blue seas Until a storm arrives Of doubt and regret The spray stings my cloudy eyes. It seemed fun at the time Becoming Co-captain of my own ship. A ship without compass, But the anchor held steady, A safety net in unknown depths. Now worry eats at the wooden planks. No more anchor in these troubled waters. W...
One, two, three, When I close my eyes, it's you I see A smile that warms my heart I wish you to be my fresh start One, two, three When I'm alone, I think of thee The sweetness of your laughA future, I hope we craft One, two, threeLet us lay beneath a peach treeWhere our lips could touch I crave you so much One, two, three You make me feel free A light in the darknessA peaceful stillness One, two, three I pray for you to s...
Crashing guitars on a summer night. You can’t beat it. The boy’s bashing his guitar for all he’s worth. He’s really battering it. I’m taking a break from socialising, leaning at the bar with an ice cold beer in my hands, enjoying the show. We’re in the heady confines of the local Constitutional Club, watching Josh’s friend’s band, The Shots do their thing. Josh is at the front, cheering them on. I’ve been looking forward...
As I walked into the room it felt as if everyone there turned to watch me. My wife walked alongside me for support, but in her heart, she knew she could not help me. I alone was responsible for the path I had chosen last week, and now it was time to hear the result of my actions. I stood on the plinth, with my back to the hushed gathering, and awaited my fate. Peering up at me the administrator slowly delivered her verdi...
I had just failed to see your scheduled parting, the swift tearing apart from flesh, love and desire. It was just one moment in a never forgotten day when all pieces came together; the days of persistent silence, the messages blatantly ignored, the meaningless, empty words, all blended in a wretched puzzle. And though still next to me somehow you were by choice already gone, gone into the pursuit of other arms, in the sea...
"Poetry cannot breathe in the scholar's atmosphere." Henry David Thoreau The universe a beating heart is throbbing in the poet's blood which is the ink of every poem the merging of above below Analytics cannot reach the realm of science cannot teach how the poet unribbons the stars how the cosmos quickens her soul
She flees his clutches, running for the trees as he spews threatening words through rancid, liquored breath. He doesn't follow her, fearing the rumored monster living within the forest. He appears - the golden-eyed wolfman. As he licks her wounds, she nuzzles against his warm fur. Transforming, his lips take over, showing her gentleness with soft kisses. He cradles her damaged body, protecting her as she sleeps. Waking i...
This numerology thing is cool, but thematically unrelated, but I lead with it anyway. If you add the first twenty even numbers, starting with two and ending with forty, the sum of those twenty numbers equals four hundred and twenty. Go ahead. Try it. Or not. Whatever.If the Waldos knew that sparking up after school would have inspired an annual world-wide celebration of smoking weed at 4:20, which coincidentally occurs on...
