Six Word Memoirs Part 5 Are People Bored Of This Format? Keep Hoping, Keep Praying, Keep Swimming. Do Books Have Battle Royale Mode? Dancing With Fireflies Under The Stars. Slowly Getting Back Into Pokemon Go. Celebrating American Independence With Chinese Explosives. Falling Asleep To Thunder And Lightning. Still Emotional Over Infinity War Ending. Connor.... Continue Reading →
I'm living in a garden state, A place where things are perfectly placed. Not one thing is out of order. Beauty is only achieved through maintenance and strict order. Creativity is not rewarded. Only beauty and symmetry matter. Roses are here and violets are there. Not a single petal out of line. You can not... Continue Reading →
When the storms stop, and the dark clouds are gone, the children run out to jump in the puddles. They splash and play in the miniature lakes making them seem like giants hovering over the water. The liquid mirrors the children dance in remind the adults of the past and future. Puddles are the remnants... Continue Reading →
People in the country are usually obsessed with cowboy boots and dirt roads. They spend their times looking down at their feet. However, they really should be spending their time looking up. Above them is the clearest sky full of bright stars and the arms of the galaxy. True beauty is the view of the... Continue Reading →
Waves reach the beach's sand with a crash and a roar, Then it retreats back into the ocean pulling sand with it. Even though it might be the tiniest fragments of sand, The waves slowly grab and beach and take it with it. The waves are rough and break down rocks, They tear into them... Continue Reading →
Standing in front of waves of judgement, My hands sweat and shake, All eyes on me. My heart is racing, My breath is shaky and uneven. I hold back a flood of nerves. Butterflies in my stomach, Frog in my throat. Too many animals in my body. I've been told to imagine them naked, Or... Continue Reading →
I thought things would be normal, but they aren't. Normal life isn't so normal anymore. Things like hearing a car backfire or the sound of fireworks, leaves ringing in my ears. The sound of construction, or a balloon popping, or even popcorn in the microwave. All of it brings me back. I'm always on edge.... Continue Reading →
May is a strange month, It is hot, but also Spring, We had snow last week. Summer vacation, All the kids are out of school, I still have to work. College Graduate, Going out to find a job, Hope you find one soon. Avengers is out, Then Deadpool and Han Solo, I... Continue Reading →
Sitting underneath a starry sky. Surrounded by the sound of crickets and the lonely owl. The smell of smoke and the crackling of the fire. Your eyes locked with the dancing flames. The fire consumes the wood in beautiful combustion. The plant fibers grow black and fall as ash. The smoke rises up above you.... Continue Reading →
When you walk the same streets every day, The city can become a bland, gray environment. It's the same streets. Same cars. Same People. But when you choose a new path, The city can open up to a new world hiding in plain sight. Taking a street too early, Or turning left instead of right,... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 