The Hanged Man

I would rather stand before a jury of my peers. Than find myself standing before a mirror. Looking at my reflection. The image of a man already hanged. "Let the hanged man speak!" Shouts the rambunctious crowd. The words of a dead man. Are as valuable as the paper it is written on. Fate sealed... Continue Reading →

The Collected

April 2nd, 1955.  ███████ was taken from us. Some say that she just ran away or went missing. But they're wrong. She was taken. It wasn't just a coincidence. It was violent. She was ripped away from us. No one believes me. Please believe me. ... April 18th, 1955. Another girl is missing. This time... Continue Reading →

Fading 

Grab your attention. Grab your hand. Pay attention. Keep your eyes on me. Don't let out of your sight. I'm afraid I'll be nothing but a fleeting memory. I'm fading away. Unseen. If my presence doesn’t stick with you. Then I’ll vanish entirely. Header Photo Credit to Pexelshttps://www.pexels.com/photo/double-exposure-polaroid-photo-of-a-man-and-field-13752539/

Inheritance

What will we leave behind for our children? What do we demand from our sons and daughters? What deep scars are we making now? That cannot be reversed? Is this the better life we worked for? Is this the inheritance we wanted to pass on? Or are we just leaving behind war, strife, and division?... Continue Reading →

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