M. Hank

M. Hank

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • A toast to dreams

    I wish for a day where my dreams do not change for each day of the week.

    But perhaps I do not.

    Because some days I wish for a future where I am always busy something, in a city that sleeps even less than I do.

  • More Cowbell

    We cheer and shake our cowbells, waving at passing cars. 

    Sometimes they roll down their windows, clapping and cheering back.

    Sometimes they roll their eyes and look away, avoiding eye contact.

  • My vow

    I will fight forever

    When it seems like all is lost I will fight harder

    When I trip and fall I will bleed words and be stronger

    When I can no longer write I will speak until they cower

  • Is it magic?

    I have never been quite sure if books were truly just words on paper, the ideas of authors who are just ordinary people or if they are magic incarnate.  

    Because they have never, ever just been words on paper to me. 

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