Lauryn Greene
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I tend to write heavy, conscious and image driven pieces. I love to explore the different views of life.
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As I am
I feel that the vision of myself is foggy but vivid. My being as wavy as a mirage but bright, as if the sun were centimeters away from the curved outline of my eyes. The wisps of light jingling from my soul would fracture in infinite directions above your pupils.
By Lauryn Greene5 years ago in Poets
Patchy & Mitch
Somewhere in the mountains, in a small space with the smell of lavender lingering around. Coming from a candle placed on a square rag. There are apple kernels and chocolate wrappers crumpled in a pile. Scraps of cloth and tattered blankets lying on the ground. Used as beds for the two siblings, an older brother and younger sister tasked by their father to survive 7 nights on their own. Hone their skills as a hunter and scavenge while he went solo on a sailing mission. So, they took camp in a pit in a mountain next to the docs. Planning to catch fish for the duration of their stay. Although on most days they had empty stomachs since Mitch didn't like when his hands got slimy from the bait and would gag when it squirmed on the hook. For some reason, he was in awe when he saw his cutesy sister with the squeaky voice play with it in her hands. Patchy was different than most girls and Mitch didn't like to fish unlike most boys. It was his turn to get the big meal for the day and every time a meal is had, there is always a tale to tell.
By Lauryn Greene5 years ago in Humans
Tipsy Treasure
The sky was a shade of peach. The sun was setting, blending into the moonlight's domain. I felt it cast down on me like the twilight shone for me only. My tears flashed like diamonds on my sleeve. I almost broke down again but the sound of piano keys slid across my pinna. It put me in a better mood, like I could get through the rest of the day. Escape the sadness that the previous hour brought to my doorstep. I wanted to leave the past behind me, glide into the club and shine. So I brushed off my blouse, slid my heels off of my feet, and my neck perked up off of my shoulders. I was ready to build a new connection. My chest led me through the red drapes and I walked past security alone. So, the bar called out to me.
By Lauryn Greene5 years ago in Humans
