idk bro I’m discovery writing The page sits before her, empty and vast. No matter how hard she tries to fill it, no matter how many crumpled pages decorate the wastebin like the newest seasonal fashion, all she can manage now is the pencil trailing invisi…
Drenched in the glow of smog-hued infinites, she lies at the foot of an oppressive skyscraper. The dull heart of suburbia thumped and throbbed, each beat a hastening decay that heralded a final gasp—a chorus laden with the distant cries of cars and life f…
They say some stories are as old as time. They say these stories are already over, that they cannot be changed, that these conclusions are written before we are born. They say there is no use attempting to rewrite history already lived, no use in trying t…
Somewhere in the near distance, artillery pounded a second sunset into the night sky. Even if he couldn’t hear the cracks, he could see them from all these miles away. Dark silhouettes and blackened plumes of smoke rose in long fingers, choking the world …
He had wanted to write her for some time. There had always been an excuse, this calling of work, of life, of the things he’d claimed to have forgotten that needed his urgent attention. His bin was littered with half-penned letters and snapped quills, bitt…
“I know the answers you seek,” he says and, if he could, you think he might’ve tried to place a hand on your shoulder. “Some things, these old wounds of war, take time to mend, invisible fires you can’t quench until somewhere, somehow, you learn.” “And in…
Without a second thought your eyes flick to her date—he’s handsome, tall, his dress robes are likely better than yours too. If you flattered yourself, you’d say in a few years you’d be just as handsome, just as tall and well-dressed. But you aren’t at the…
Waning wisps of moonlight fell over the Danube like a shattered mirror. Peeking through the clouds to cover the water’s surface, coated and hued in the ethereal gaze of a pregnant, early October sky. It’s a hope for what could’ve been, he pondered, idly t…
The alley light was muted. Thin, bright swords coated the grimy ground, peeking through heavy curtains and boarded windows. Each quick step brought her further into the decaying dystopia, and each rapid beat of her heart reminded her to cast a glance behi…
The words lingered at his lips for a few moments before he had the courage to speak them, “Well, you know your sister pretty well then, yeah?” “The bestest,” Gabby declared with finality, “she’s my best friend in the whole world.” “The bestest?” Harry mim…
In the near distance, suburbia cried out. It was a low whine, the sort you’d only ever hear once or for an eternity. It was a sound that brought back the sort of bitter clarity she’d come to hate as she gazed sullenly into the smog-hued infinities of an e…
The city lights in the distance painted a second sunset across the night’s sky. Sounds of suburbia beat a staccato in his chest, echoing his heartbeat with the roar of engines and bustle of the nightlife. He lays the picnic blanket across the cold rooftop…
They say there are some places in the world where time passes too quickly. They warn you not to spend too long in these places, they fear that if you dally, you might forget the world behind you. She thinks, on the other hand, that the world is behind you…
