Creative Writing

keep me on repeat

//circa 2015 When I read books, I read them quickly. I get excited about the next book I want to read. I find myself feathering my fingers through the pages of books still untouched. My hope is to finally find a book I can’t put down, that I read until the pages tear, and my… Continue reading keep me on repeat

Creative Writing

Gold, Rush (climb into the clouds)

The girl with the black jacket clutched tightly to the metal frame of her bike, the brake wire digging into her fingers, as she descended down the train station stairs. Her mind, swaying from the alcohol in her system, was doing its best to keep focused on the stairs, but there were so many distractions… Continue reading Gold, Rush (climb into the clouds)