Month: August 2016

To Touch the Sun – A Poem

He got on the bus wearing a smile. I called out to him. “Morning!” He gave me a vague wave but his smile widened. I had heard him mumble a few words, a few syllables, to himself. Sometimes, when he did speak, it was…

The Armor Inside – A Poem

My life is filled with needles and pills. I take an injection every day and pills three times a day. At first, the act of injecting myself each day was a hindrance, the pills a liability. I felt they were a sign of weakness,…

Magic Made Real – A Poem

As a child, I used to dream of magic made real, of distant lands where magic held sway, where it was a real, vibrant thing that coloured the sky and shone from the eyes of everyone. As I grew older, that dream faded, replaced…

The Story Well – A Short Story

It began, as a lot of things did, with light. Cedric had noticed the lights flickering on and off in the bedroom. He had replaced the light bulbs three times and to no avail; they still flickered, almost as if in tune to a…

What Lay Forgotten – A Poem

She got on to the elevator. When she saw me, her smile brightened and her whole body shone. “Hi!” She said, excitedly. “How are you? I haven’t seen you in forever!” I looked through my memory, the albums of memories that are there. I…

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