Writing

her voice sounded heavy to her, filled

with the unnamed emotion

everyone had told her to expect. except

she hadn't. she'd rolled

her eyes at the shiny pamphlets and blog posts

Humid air drifts through the streets

Carrying the scent of damp leaves

The birds sing songs of joy 

While gathering food for their young

Flowers begin to sprout among the grass and moss

A close companion

love, appreciation, happiness,

a place to go

comfort, recognition, excitement,

until the companion disappears

sadness, confusion, loneliness,

and the place to go is empty

I'm an artificial human

Thanks to the drugs

I'm full of artificial feelings

And artificial love

Real emotions hurt

But I'll be alright

So long as my prescription

Is refilled on time

There once lived a boy who was 11 years old. His parents were never at home and they never cared about what he did. This caused him to become a spoiled kid. His name is Jordan.

A grandmother bakes

A batch of warm cookies

Peppered with butterscotch chips,

A chocolate kiss pressed in the center,

For her grandchildren