Creative Writing

i got you right by the feet i bet you weren’t expecting this spending checks in red skims keep it in check for the high scheme long hair in a ponytail, right by the hall you stayed and smoked another cigarette time was running out but you weren’t aware there’s a circle in hell made […]

Do you believe in evil? In good? Do you believe there are angels and devils and a God, gods? How can anyone say none of this is real? One thing is certain. Terror is certain.

In her quest for glory in her quest to become an influencer, a young woman was unduly exposed to evil and ended up trapped in a dark alley. The Influencer-to-be failed to appreciate the danger that lurks on the other side of the screen. The world has changed in the blink of an eye, and society has become faster and communication more intricate. Nothing is private anymore. Social media has brought glory to some, and in the pursuit of attention, adoration, and glory, some people have been dangerously exposed. Innocent, playful posts on social media have triggered the bestial desires of some individuals to ominous ends. Just be careful!

THOU ART THE THING ITSELF   Emissaries from Béla the Wisent, Béla the First of Hungary, approached Halott Hegy, the Mountain of the Dead, on horseback, a hard time of it, on a steep, craggy road up the least accessible mountain in the Carpathians. A line of pack animals stretched behind them loaded with gold

In these times, more than ever, we must become Homo Economicus, as introduced by John Stuart Mill. We must be “rational and self-interests agents”, not to maximize our wealth but to maximize our protection. We have arrived at a moment in history where the class struggle is less than relevant, as the emperors, czars, and kings of yesteryears have now become Corporations, and the world is no longer inhabited by peasants, feudal lords, proletariat, and bourgeoisie but rather by Corporations and Consumers. We have been led intentionally to believe that we are all sorts of things, races, creeds, sexual orientations, and political creeds, but the supreme reality is that to the owners of our world, we are just Consumers. Corporations, not the other guy, are responsible for our travails.

September does not ask anything of you except just to be.

Life can be rough for a kid sometimes. The adults around him/her often do not realize how their actions cause deep wounds in the child’s soul. The child frequently escapes to the only possible place: imagination. There, love, friendship, and compassion are to be found in abundance. In the imaginary world, there’s no better friend than Spongebob Square Pants.

Mind is a terrible thing to lose. You lose your mind, and with it, your past and your present will also be lost. Your reality becomes a mixed bag of fear, persecution, and distorted visions. One of the most dramatic changes is how your whole body changes to the point that those near you will not recognize you. Those who don’t know you will also get confused and take you for what you are not. As they say, “Looks are deceiving.”

If you can’t swallow me with ease there’s no means for me to be. I’ll be Michelle Terry on a saturday night and delight those who just so happen to pass by. See, I know how to be a hypocrite. I don’t dare try but there’s wickedness in my smile, flawlessly mistaken as “one of

“My flowers are dying” “It’s ok, I’ll get you new ones”    

This poem is about the appreciation of the earth’s wonders through children’s eyes. Their innocent perspective and fascination with the simple things are absolutely beautiful.

Why do we allow ourselves To wallow in sorrow But never in serenity?

Our desires, even as they lurk in the deep recesses of our souls, run freely in our bodies. It is then in the silence of the night or our solitude that these desires come to assail us, holding hostage our minds and spirits. Only releasing the passion built up by these unfulfilled desires will decrease our inner torment. On rare occasions, unknown forces coming out of this realm may be the only ones to free our desires. 

One of the worst cardinal sins, Envy, often turns destructive when one person covets another person’s possessions. The envious, lacking the attributes or possessions of the person they envy, feels mortified and wounded and, in a destructive fashion, retaliates. An envious guy may even murder the subject of his Envy. As the saying goes, the envious guy says, “If I can’t have it, you will not have it either.”

Acerbo just got here. Asks if you know it’s cold. You don’t know what ‘it’ is. Silence the liver! Bring forth the mold. Stomach grows a presence, disturbing the architecture. But the ketchup-thick blood in the bathtub ain’t Acerbo. This gash is shaped the same. Irreversible scarring. Hiding head lice, and drowning fleas. This contorted

They say don’t judge a book by its cover. However, people are eager to judge others or situations based on appearances or preconceived notions. In matters of physical confrontations, it’s a good idea not to underestimate others based just on their appearance. Overvaluing ourselves may prove a fatal mistake. A very comical encounter between two guys unfolded because one underestimated the other and ended up being a prime example of the above assertion.

Kevin was never supposed to work at the North Carolina Department of Motor Vehicles. On the contrary, he’d always thought he’d be famous. After all, he earned a BFA at one of the least-respected theater programs in the state, played a crucial yet understated role in countless ensembles, and even had headshots taken once. Things just weren’t happening for him yet, but that was okay. Many famous people worked menial jobs before they got discovered. 

Bristol droned on, but no one was listening except the professor, who was herself extraordinarily high and picturing the leftover peach pie in the freezer which, when warmed and paired with a Diet Coke from the department vending machine, would be the most satisfying meal she’d had all week. 

A desperate man with clear difficulties regulating his emotions and controlling his impulses, found himself in a tight spot. His living circumstances, as a result of his poor decisions and impulsive actions, changed drastically, and he felt cornered, with no other choice than to take his life and his girlfriend’s life. In an instant, after he had an encounter with death, he realized death’s finality. He decided that he did not want to die.