Submarine

I’d like to submerge myself In a pool of drugs. Get doped up and shove my Problems under a rug, Under a shield of protection That can never be compromised, Under a veil that could Never show the darkness that lies in my eyes… Each night, before I lay, I cry and I cry Of … Continue reading Submarine

Defeated.

I feel like I need to scream. Like I need to punch someone in the face in slow motion so I can see and feel every bit of it. There aren’t enough hours in the day. There isn’t enough money in my bank account. This week feels like a gunshot to my head, and yet, … Continue reading Defeated.

How to Escape the Claws of the Grammar Police

Originally posted on The Daily Post:
If superfluous commas, misplaced apostrophes (looking at you, it’s/its, they’re/their!), and sentence-ending prepositions make you flinch in horror, you’re in the right place. We take grammar seriously at The Daily Post; my fellow editors and I can often be found quibbling and nitpicking over tenses, modes, and — you… Continue reading How to Escape the Claws of the Grammar Police

The Bouquet

“Uh, well these are for my girlfriend’s mom. We’ve been together for six years and she never came out of the closet. I, you know, I understood. It was…um…interesting. Yeah, interesting to say the least, but you know, when you love someone, you just…yeah. So like, her mom wants to meet me now. Like, at … Continue reading The Bouquet

Bloopers.

I wrote a story pretty recently that kind of left me on my ass. I think it made me scared to write. I was so caught up with posting things and making sure that I was consistent that I kind of lost myself. I lost my art. I re-read my story White Walls, and honestly, … Continue reading Bloopers.

White Walls Pt. II

I tried to speak, but my voice was stifled and my body was numb. I was thrown into an alternate reality, a paralyzing realm of incapability. I felt stuck in place, yet my eyes and brain were functioning properly. I watched as they brought a screaming man into my room. I witnessed the brutality of … Continue reading White Walls Pt. II