Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • Poetry

    By wph

    The Eldest Game

    ghosts of peo / ple hiding in this house / they grew up in and left / hiding under tables in clo / sets long thin men pale pe / ople dark people all hidden / separately in the same room / waiting for the seeker to finis / h counting endlessly endl

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Portrait of a Man Looking Back

    He can see kids glowing in the kitchen, 
    Hands sticky with sweet gossip, 

    Bright, beautiful little selves smudged by the window that he, 
    A cracked old statue has broken his hands and fingers by banging on, 

  • Stars

    A girl stood alone

    on the edge of the world,

    scared to fall,

     

    but somehow she could not leave

     

    Her heart pounding,

    Her chest screaming,

     

  • One Rope

    From the moment you are born you enter into a world outside of all that is safe and cozy. Thrust upon lands. Joining a world of thought known only when you are at peace with your being.