Alex Murphy

Joined January 2021

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The Climb
The struggles we face. The mountain. Like my mind proves. Difficult to climb.
By Alex Murphy3 years ago in Poets
The Mystery of the Old Barn
“Who is Nancy Drew in this scenario?” Thomas asked. “Does one of us have to be?” his big brother Terrence replied. “Can’t I just be Terrence and you just be Thomas?”
By Alex Murphy5 years ago in Fiction
Alvin
I knew I was going to die. I had direct knowledge that this was the case. But I didn’t expect to die this way. Not at all the way I planned. Drip. Drip. Drop. Drip. I wished the drops of water that sporadically landed on my head were colder. Cold equals refreshing. Room temperature water was never refreshing. Occasionally, I would lift my head and let the drops land on my face. Sometimes my mouth. The water tasted like blood, there was a metallic hint on the end of it. But still, no refreshment. None at all.
By Alex Murphy5 years ago in Criminal