S.W.

Joined June 2022

5 stories

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Prose writer with a passion for short stories and poems; focusing my work on the human interaction and perception of emotions, comparing social events to physical atonement.

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Chasm
Everything pales in comparison I would drown in a sea of you forever Yet here I am, washed up on shore Looking at upturned palms
By S.W.about a year ago in Poets
Forget Me Not
Distance grows, there is no time to waste As a festering wound, decay All the light has left your face Yet your features are schooled
By S.W.about a year ago in Poets
Worth
Your time, what is it worth? The radio is turned on first thing in the morning, beginning the circuit of the same pop-songs played in the taunting identical order day after day. In between crude beats and the crooning about love and happiness at 9am there is the news report. A woman was sexually assaulted in a taxi cab. A cop was killed on duty, but his name is not being released. Make sure you check out Sealy for your mattress needs. Back to the music, you know the artists by name now. You have the lyrics memorized. They play behind your thoughts as you try and bury yourself in your work. They become the soundtrack to your life 40 hours a week.
By S.W.3 years ago in Fiction
Damned
When she went out at night she wore lipstick that was a few shades too dark, crimson in reality, but black in the lack of light. I once asked her why she did it, her response measured and spoken as the only truth she made for herself.
By S.W.4 years ago in Poets
Orouboros 1
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. No, the Valley used to be a place of civility, of peace, for all who wandered through it. A distant, twisted dream it seems now, as the world splits in two under the searing tyranny of the Draco.
By S.W.4 years ago in Fiction

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