Kevin Gideon
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I write about the unseen, the unspoken, and the unnoticed. In the silence, stories unfold. In the darkness, truths emerge.
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If I Were a Superhero…
If I were a superhero, I wouldn’t wear a cape. Capes look cool in movies, but they don’t save people. Actions do. And if I had powers—if the universe chose me to be something more than I am—I wouldn’t waste them chasing villains just for the sake of a fight.
By Kevin Gideon11 months ago in Humans
The Day Time Stopped Moving
I was sitting in the corner of a small café when it happened. One second ago, the world was alive—the hum of conversations, the clinking of spoons against ceramic, the rhythmic tapping of fingers against phone screens. A barista called out an order, laughter erupted from a table near the window, and a car horn blared somewhere in the distance. Life moved, as it always did.
By Kevin Gideon11 months ago in Humans
The Things We Pretend Not to See
The bus was nearly empty. A man in a worn-out coat sat near the back, head bowed, eyes fixed on nothing. His hands trembled slightly as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a few crumpled bills. His lips moved, counting silently, then stopping. Not enough. Not today.No one looked at him.A woman beside me scrolled through her phone, the glow of the screen reflecting in her blank eyes. A teenager in the front had his music blasting through his headphones, nodding his head slightly to the beat. The driver barely acknowledged the man as he stood up and walked toward the doors, stepping off into the cold.No one looked at him.We never do.
By Kevin Gideon11 months ago in Humans
