I do not think my brain was made to hold these swirling thoughts that dare conflict so strong. I withstand their onslaught until I ...

My thumb digs into the grooved metal of the striker wheel, pressing and flicking to ignite my lighter. It sputters and clicks, trying to ...

At the end of each day, I used to stumble into bed, and stare at my phone screen until my eyes blurred. I tossed ...

“How long has this sat here?” Valerie asked, blowing dust off a red and green box. “Probably years. My parents weren’t big on decorating,” ...

There’s a crack in the floor that’s hardly even noticeable, but I can’t tell- Is it getting bigger, or is it shrinking?   What ...

Looking in the mirror, what do I see? Am I a product of joy or misery? I am unrecognizable in my age, like a ...

The dying sun and crisp air cast an orange glow upon the trees whose limbs turn bare, as they come apart with the fall ...

I walk through a room that leads to another. The loop continues room by room until I am lost. The rooms stretch endlessly, each ...

I am trapped in this mind. I am at war. Pushing against every thought- my only weapon my pen.   I am at war, ...

The house sat tucked away in the depths of the woods. Its once white, pristine boards had turned a nasty shade of brown from ...