• Alex commented on the post, crisp 7 years, 1 month ago

    The crisp leaves crunched under her feet as she stumbled through the forest, running away from her boyfriend.

    She loved him so much.

    She needed to stop.

    She didn’t believe in love, so she couldn’t believe in loving.

  • Alex commented on the post, oil 7 years, 1 month ago

    The oil leaked through her veins as if it were water, as it it were blood. The oil leaked through her teeth, as if it were spit, as if it were rust. The oil leak through her bones, as if it were muscle, as if it were tissue. The oil leaked through her mind, as […]

  • Alex commented on the post, dozen 7 years, 1 month ago

    This makes no sense. You swore that you’d stay safe. You swore that you’d cope and heal your scars. I know how you feel; but this is madness, that you must live like this. I thought that you said you were sorry. I thought that you begged for forgiveness and swore to God that you […]

  • Alex commented on the post, dozen 7 years, 1 month ago

    A dozen doves are flying through the air, just waiting for someone to catch one, shoot one, slit one’s throat. And then a bullet. A bullet through the flock of doves that scatters them, sends them tumbling through a clear blue sky in such a way that works every time and allows no bullet to […]

  • Alex commented on the post, apron 7 years, 1 month ago

    She threw the apron onto the counter. “Ready?” I shook my head rapidly. “Don’t. Please. Don’t.” “Why not? I know that you don’t want me to, but… I need it.” Tears welled up in my eyes. “No! Please, just… don’t!” She took a knife from the drawer and looked at me with a grimace. “Too […]

  • Alex commented on the post, thorns 7 years, 1 month ago

    I hate these thorns.

    This is all that I think as I stumble through the bushes, hot blood streaking through my jeans, my shirt, and even showing trails on my warm, pink cheeks. I’m sweating, panting from running. The thorns were a challenge, but a challenge that I could defeat.

  • Alex commented on the post, dusk 7 years, 2 months ago

    It was dusk. I looked out over the horizon, and jumped when I saw what was lying before the falling sun: the Dangercar. I ran towards it to find no one inside. What was happening? Where were the Four?

  • Alex commented on the post, thunder 7 years, 2 months ago

    Thunder strikes, and children are taken alive. We don’t know what’s to happen. Torture? The way of the takers was to gag the kids and push them off a cliff; that’s what always happened. But.. these kids were different. The takers acted differently toward them. What would happen?

  • Alex commented on the post, sleeve 7 years, 2 months ago

    My heart, I wear on my sleeve,
    which fails to support my pumping blood
    that drips from my arm to the floor
    and makes you run away.
    My heart, I wear on my sleeve,
    but no one tends to love me,
    for the gruesome blood flows quickly.

  • Alex commented on the post, sleeve 7 years, 2 months ago

    The sleeve was brown and gray, like the sky in the final moments of night when the stars were ebbing away with the moon and the sun wasn’t quite out yet, but expecting. The flowers were pink like the rosy cheeks of the children that we saw as we rode our bikes past the school […]

  • Alex commented on the post, princess 7 years, 2 months ago

    The princess wasn’t there.

    She usually came down in her dress and her beautiful shoes, ready for anything, brave and bold. But the princess wasn’t there.

    We waited for her for hours. We waited for her to sing, to do what she did in those magical minutes.

    But the princess didn’t come.

  • Alex commented on the post, sneaky 7 years, 2 months ago

    The sneaky little drops, the bright red splatter walls when you walked down. The shattered mirrors all over the floor, the broken frames and faded photography.

  • Alex commented on the post, platinum 7 years, 2 months ago

    The frame was platinum.
    The pictures were blurred and faded.
    The collage of photographs depicted, in sepia, a family.
    I tried not to over think it.

  • Alex commented on the post, return 7 years, 2 months ago

    It’s been years, since your body went flat, but even memories of that are all thick and dull, all gravel and grass. But years take their toll and things get bent into shape. The worst of it now, I can’t remember your face. Return.

    Return- OK Go.
    I don’t own these lyrics.

  • Alex commented on the post, deserve 7 years, 2 months ago

    She didn’t deserve it. She didn’t deserve the torture that she went through. She deserved it much less than I did, that’s for sure. She didn’t deserve to suffer down there, haunted by what she hated most. She didn’t deserve it. I did, but Madoline? Like fuck she deserved it.

  • Alex commented on the post, centerpiece 7 years, 2 months ago

    The centerpiece was a flower. One single flower, pink with hints of yellow, orange, and red. It was a carnation, a flower which I remembered from past proms and father-daughter dances. I smiled and wondered when the flower would die.

  • Alex commented on the post, obey 7 years, 2 months ago

    Obey. She told me to obey, so I did. Everyone obeyed under her command. Even Noah, with the strong spirit and the infinite knowledge did everything she said; he wouldn’t beat the system, even though for him it was child’s play. He wouldn’t let her free, so I had to take action. Only then did […]

  • Alex commented on the post, anywhere 7 years, 2 months ago

    Anywhere. I hated the word. Anywhere… It didn’t flow on my tongue the way other words did. Like prolepsis. Like fidelity. Anywhere. The word, everyone loved. They loved what it meant, what it expressed. Me? I just found it boring. Why go anywhere if you can go everywhere?

  • Alex commented on the post, anywhere 7 years, 2 months ago

    Anywhere. We could go anywhere, everywhere. We could run, jump, sprint, hop, fly. We could fly. Everywhere we went, the two of us, we flew. Flying was our favorite. We flew, and laughed, and never slept. The world was perfect. Was.

  • Alex commented on the post, skyline 7 years, 2 months ago

    I want life to change. Nothing changes around here. Nothing happens to be proud of. The most excitement that’s ever happened is a missing child or two, who played the piano and loved watching the news, but she was found dead and the town was silent ever since. Papers filed against her parents, about the […]