This is not a poem, more an introspective. I’m trying something new :)
Dear Whoever You Are,
If you never do anything for the rest of your life, just know that you have saved one.
I was biking to the bridge on my old, red bike. It still has the scars of when I yanked the training wheels off as a little eight-year old, desperate to be biking for real. I remember tracing my hands over the scars....
He closed his eyes and pressed his palms against his eyes, relishing in the cold darkness for a moment as he leaned his forearms on the steering wheel. Everything felt dark and gloomy. The liquor store was ringing again, and Luke didn’t have the willpower to put it on hold.
With a deep sigh of guilt, he started up his car, the rickety old vehicle churning to life, headl...
“I think I just met the happiest person in the world,” Levi grumbled, slumping back in his chair. Maria, his roommate, glanced up from the coffee she was stirring with surprise.
“Yeah? Who’s that?” She asked, handing him a cup. He nodded curtly to her in appreciation and took a sip. The liquid burned hot against his tongue, completely washing any flavor away. He grimaced and drank anyway before a...
I stared out into the abyss yawning beneath me, trying to lose myself in the endless void as my horse nickered, pushing its wet snout into my palm. The statue next to me stood stoically still, light patterning across its crown as rose spread from the rising sun and across the sky, bathing the rounded peaks in gleaming light. I dismounted, still feeling a little detached, and ran my hand across its...
He was walking down Sunset Boulevard when he saw her for the first time.
At first, his eyes skipped over her, for she was just another stranger walking through the department stores, one that would walk past him again and again until time ran to a stop and the stores would close their windows in fear of the shoppers drifting outside. There was no reason to pay any attention to her tall figure, or...
