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credibility

He had lost credibility with her. She found his secrets inside his brown leather cap, under the tag. And he felt relieved to no longer hold secrets.

Posted By Meg On 05.05.2013 @ 7:50 am

checkmate

chess is a game my brother and grandfather used to play. endless afternoons spent sliding wooden, worn pieces across a checkered board. those were the days of youth, those were the days of happiness. before poisonous relationships and differing opinions.

Posted By Meg On 04.23.2013 @ 11:46 am

café

After ranting about today’s problems, I often go and sit in a cafe. I have my own seat, just by the window, its morning always and birds are singing. that Fresh bread smell is wafting through the air and I just sit and let my problems dissipate. I’ve been lying of course. That place doesn’t exist. At least, not here.

Posted By Meg On 04.22.2013 @ 2:10 pm

geometric

Geometric shapes So sharp are the edges that cut at the page My head hurts Like little drops of paint have exploded in my mind My judgements clouded my emotions in turmoil I need structure like geometric shapes

Posted By Meg On 04.14.2013 @ 1:01 pm

branch

As I sat atop the outstretching stem of the tree, the distance of the horizon was marvelous. The sunset was slowly fading from pink, then orange, then red.

Posted By Meg On 04.12.2013 @ 10:37 pm

I hung on to the branch with determination. “Ebony” King shouted, “You need to let go! I promise I’ll catch you!” I looked down to where my eyes met the cliff edge. This was the riskiest thing I’d ever done, but I allowed my hands to slip off the tree branch, praying King would catch me…

Posted By Meg On 04.12.2013 @ 2:33 pm

trench

My brother made a trench for his WWII project. I remember him and my dad spending hours in the conservatory with bottles of brown and green paint, and my mum complaining that she had been given the tedious job of making the barbed wire fence.

Posted By Meg On 04.09.2013 @ 9:06 am

bagel

Mmmm, bagels. I honestly cannot remember the last time I’ve consumed a bagel. It’s been quite a while. I don’t even think I remember how they taste. I should get one today. I

Posted By meg On 04.03.2013 @ 11:55 am

fabricated

there was only one thing that she was sure of. Only one. The issue: her one certainty was completely and entirely fabricated. They played with her, they tricked her, they messed with her mind. Now she believed only one completely untrue truth.

Posted By Meg On 04.01.2013 @ 1:09 pm

plague

The spread of the disease was tragic. Every last person I knew. Dead, gone. Or at least getting there.

Learning how to fend life out on my own was something I was forced into doing. The early age in which I had to do it was simply tragic.

Posted By Meg On 03.31.2013 @ 6:25 pm

pained

She wraps her arms around herself, trying to create a barrier between the pressing air around her and her struggling lungs. She inhales deeply, but never seems to find any air. She shuts her eyes, squeezing them with all her might, tears spilling down her face. She can’t find her surroundings.

Posted By Meg On 03.19.2013 @ 3:21 pm

bleeding

having a substance, usually blood, poor out of any body. The substance could be any liquid that is being poored out. It could describe the color red. It could be an adjective or a verb.

Posted By meg On 02.27.2013 @ 5:43 am

stalled

‘Oh, um… y’know’ He stepped back, wiping his hands on his jeans. ‘Dan?’ ‘What?! I didn’t take anything!’ He replied; smiling. He held his hands out: Empty. ‘Dan!’ He mumbled and ran upstairs, a white piece of paper poking out of his back pockets.

Posted By Meg On 02.22.2013 @ 3:42 pm

fatigue

“I’m tired.” “What do you mean? You still have more work to do.” “I’ve been working for long enough to help you move forward. I do all the work and I get no credit. I am tired. Good night.” He puts his briefcase down and, using it as a pillow, goes to sleep.

Posted By Meg On 02.17.2013 @ 1:04 pm

wall

the wall stared at me as i ran forward, how will i get past this? will i climb over or find a way to go around? I raced forward quickly, “screw it” i said and prepared to leap. Bunching up my leg muscles I took off and grabbed the top. Pulling myself over I dropped down on a stack of old boxes.

Posted By Meg On 02.03.2013 @ 7:30 pm

swell

My heart swells as I hear bells and delicious smells float in the air like spells of soft lavender perfume

Posted By Meg On 01.30.2013 @ 2:08 pm

speak

Dear Microsoft

I’ve been putting this off for a while but I realize now that this just isn’t working. Me and you. I’ve tried not to look at your opposition, and believe me I’ve tried. Averted gazes and spit is what they used to get. But I can’t take it anymore. I’m an animator! Or at least I’m one the road to being one. I just- Look, I would say that its not you, but it is you, you’re just not them. Apple. I’m not saying that the delicious fruit is better than you, but they’re the way forward for me. Sorry I’ve taken so long to speak my mind.

Posted By Meg On 01.27.2013 @ 9:25 am

ahead

ahead. I’ve seen this word before. Should I write? Just as I had done yesterday? Why? Why do waste my time sitting on the floor wondering where I’ll be in the 2024. FuckShitBugger sorry needed to type those words. to break the boundaries that hadn’t been formed. to kick the wall although its made of glass and the other side doesn’t come close to where I am. I’m being called. Someone once said, ‘Dinner’ and I, as I have done everyday, replied ‘Coming’ So much life.

Posted By Meg On 01.26.2013 @ 10:56 am

Looking forward is something that everyone tells you to do; good times, bad times they’ll all pass if you look to far ahead. How do you know where your feet will take you if you don’t look down and watch them? I don’t know, sometimes I’m just scared I suppose. Of what’s ahead.

Posted By Meg On 01.25.2013 @ 12:59 pm

I pick up my rucksack and sling it over my shoulder. ‘Shit happens’ they said. Shutting my locker I walked out of the school, looking only ahead.

Posted By Meg On 01.25.2013 @ 12:25 pm

politician

A politician is someone who has something to do with politics. The highest rank politician is the President of The United States.

Posted By Meg On 01.10.2013 @ 7:38 am

soil

soil is a part of the earth. everyone and everything is a part of this earth without it none of anything we know would exist. this world would not be here and i wouldn’t be writing this sentence.

Posted By meg On 12.28.2012 @ 6:50 pm

due

My time is due. I am a time keeper. I am supposed to let the watchman know the time. But I am always late. However will I be promoted from time keeper if I’m always late. But still my time is due and I must keep rushing on and on until I make it to the watchman.

Posted By Meg On 12.16.2012 @ 6:03 pm

living

is what i want to do with my life. or is it what i’m doing? I’m not sure as I sit in my room in the dark in bed at 7:34 on a Friday night. some life. am I living it? I guess I ll never know until I try.

Posted By Meg On 12.14.2012 @ 4:35 pm

determined

getting threw life gettin the one i love taking care of my kid gettin paid keeping my job proving people wrong not failing in life making sure everyone i love is ok and well taken care of getting the one that i deserve and havin the right man in my babys life

Posted By meg On 12.13.2012 @ 12:11 am

the way i want to feel the way everyone wants to feel. the feeling some make up the feeling you feel when all is meant to be lost but you continue to go on. the word i want to be known for but never am. the word nobody truly knows until everything has been ripped from under their feet but continue to walk on.

Posted By Meg On 12.12.2012 @ 1:17 pm

both

both of us is a song written by taylor swift. the both of us broke up…i honestly have no idea as to what i should write now..both mean the two of us i guess! there’s also a line in miley cyrus’s song the best of both worlds. and i’m done!!!!!!!!

Posted By meg On 12.04.2012 @ 7:13 am

library

The library smells good. I can’t see around the stacks but I can hear. I can hear and smell. The books are the most prominent scent but I can tell that others are there by perfume, body odor, and food that drifts on the air current that flows around the room.

Posted By Meg On 11.24.2012 @ 5:09 pm

major

The world is making major mistakes by not electing cartoonists as Presidents of respective countries. They would know their faults, would be able to take and crack jokes, both and learn from their mistakes.

Posted By Meg On 11.08.2012 @ 4:12 am

I knew a kid named Tommy Major. He was my best friend’s crush. She loved him and all she ever wanted was to be accepted by him. She wanted to be noticed. One day he asked her to send him nude pictures, he noticed her all right. So did everybody else.

Posted By Meg On 11.07.2012 @ 2:37 pm