The Monster Under The Bed

“Teeth brushed, face washed, and nightgown on, I think you’re ready for bed!” MMom smiled at six-year old you, waddling…

Clock

Two hands shift and moveThey show the passing of timeTime, intangible

Candle

The red flame flickersI stare at it intentlyWhoosh! I blow it out

Your Grave

Standing by the grave,Yours man-made.My little brain just can’t stand the pain.I’m still standing here, in the harsh rain.Recognize me?…

Escape

A Continuation of the Novel Refugee by Alan GratzMy mom and I stand still, not moving a muscle. Ruthie starts…

A River’s Blog Post

Hey guys, I am the Brooks River and welcome to my first blog. Today, I will tell you guys what…

Sand Art

Fingers in the sandBeautiful shapes; all to beReclaimed by the tide

Music

Music is something I absolutely loveI enjoy playing in a full bandIts something I would not let go ofI like…

A Cat’s Perspective

I peered out the window of my tiny apartment and saw another fellow cat downstairs. I watched as humans bustled…