Writing Prompt

The autumn chill is giving way to the freezing December; the snows which follow make my bones ache more and more every year as I try to keep up with the seasons. Farming is a game for the young, but I can’t seem to give it up.

I might not have enough to last the cold season.

The jars on my shelves remain hopelessly empty as I stand before them, wishing them to fill themselves and knowing that t...

What do you do when the person you love can’t love you in the way you yearn for? They love strongly and you love strongly but you both have unmet needs that you can’t fulfill. Do you ignore it? Do you hope your needs change?

Is it like a plant that has sun but no water? Do we wither away? Or is it a like a plant that’s in a pot that’s too small? Do we shrink? Or is it like a plant that’s vines on...

Faira happens upon them by accident.

She isn’t looking for Ward or Nova, but she finds them anyway.

It’s been a few weeks since her enlightening conversation with Nova. Safe to say, she has a crush on Nova. And not the kind that is stuff of juvenile love. It’s the life changing type of crush that altered how she imagined her entire life.

Who knew the person who completely infuriated her woul...

Hey there!

I’m thinking about you so I wrote you a song.

It’s been two weeks now since we last talked.

That seems so strange but I don’t want to fuss.

I miss the people we used to be,

but I also know

I’m not the girl you used to love.

I’ve changed a lot and so have you.

I know you still love me,

but I can’t say if you like me anymore

I’m not mad, I’m just sad.

That girl died and you didn’t even ...

You've been here before.

Your heart is racing. Your stomach turns. Your skin itches. Your left eye twitches. Sweat beads along your hairline and slides down your back. You can smell yourself—and it makes you nauseous.

Your body is running itself ragged repeating the same message you already know: You’re a failure.

It’s 3:56 PM on a rainy Thursday, and you’re sitting in your gloomy office in d...

I hold on to you because of the sweet reminder you give me. Your memory brings me back to a time of care-free days filled with laughter. You’re my escape. When i’m with you my mind finds its way back to the days of simplicity. You snatch me away from reality. Escaping reality will not get us anywhere though. Reality is the reason I must let you go. Time has driven us apart. Please understand. They...

Lia reckons the milky-white crinkled patch of bare skin must be the size of her thumb by now.

She feels the familiar twitch as she rests neatly manicured hands on her one good set of audition clothes. She resists, knows she needs to kick the habit, especially in this line of work.

When are they going to call her in? Screams can be heard through the flimsy door, the girl before her clearly givi...

Marisol felt the tremor of finality before the day had even truly begun. One crisp morning, as sunlight splintered through her threadbare curtains, she realized that the chapter of her life marked by comfort and complacency had to end. The echo of a long-silenced promise stirred in her heart—a silent urging that life, much like the wilting autumn leaves outside her window, was meant to transform a...

I swing the front door open to Luke and I’s empty house.

Once filled with happiness, chatter, love and youth, but now dark, empty and sullen.

After flipping on a few lights, I settle in the kitchen and pull a box of pad Thai out of the fridge—Luke’s. He and I had an obsession with Asian food, Chinese and Thai in particular. It was what we’d eat on the nights we were too lazy to cook.

I pop the b...

A sharp pulse pierced through paper-thin walls and shook me to my core. I was snapped back into reality after staring at a desolate white door for hours, waiting for something, someone to let me know that everything was okay. I took a let out a heavy sigh, closed my eyes and sat back in my chair. I listened to that rhythmic beeping as it echoed through the halls.

The hospital was cold, as usual,...