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  • Red Stripes, White Stripes, Our Stars

    I sit here now,5.56 shells in one hand,Wiping away tearsWith the other.The wall doesn't tellAll of my story.All of their story.Those statues do no justice.Where have allOf my brothers goneAlong ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read
  • Inheritance

    Getting aroundTo the thingsThat one is Supposed to doIs getting harderAnd harder.Filling the shoesOf our fathersAnd their fathersOnly makes me feelFartherAnd is true,I am ruining their world,Or at the

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read


The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties.
— Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians