Author: timothy
Solus – 1: My Name Is…
(Hello. Every year, there is this thing called National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) where writers from the across the world attempt to write a 50,000 word novel in just 30 days. For my second year of trying to do this, I’ve decided to share each chapter as it’s completed. In other words, anyone in the […]
It’s Okay to Love Something You’ve Made
Remember when you were a kid? A few feet tall, little fingers, little toes, messy hair, zero idea of what fashion was. I remember my childhood pretty well. I loved to draw. Any given day, if there was paper with a blank space in front of me, and I had a pen or pencil, I’d go […]
Forgotten Headphones (Distractions and Excuses)
There’s some foreign tune rattling the Starbucks speakers above me. Behind, two guys laugh and joke about their adventures the night before. Beside me, a man attempts to sell a couple on something. Insurance, I think. Their voices blend together with a dozen others, occasionally joined by espresso machines spewing steam and metal measuring cups clanging against a […]
FIREWORKS (a poem on friendship)
We burn brightest when we’re together. Our sparks erupt like joyous laughter, When we take flight and light the dark, Shining memories in our arc. As distance grows, our fires fade, Each of us goes our separate ways. We drift along into the night, Remembered only upon closed eyes. We reached for stars, our destinies […]
Holding Out for the Daylight
It starts slowly. A glow in the distance, red hues mixing in with the black and grey. The world around me begins to take form as I become aware of the cracked streets stained with the salt of snowplows, bare parking lots, dormant office buildings. That’s when I see it. The rays of fire burning […]
Death to Push Notifications
My hand moves without thought. Before I realize what’s happening, it’s holding my phone, finger reaching for the power button. I push, the screen lights up, and my eyes go to the top left. No notifications. No updates. I unlock the screen and cycle through the apps, hoping to find something. To see that someone […]
I Guess This is Take Three?
My posture has slipped again. I can feel the joints of my spine crack softly as I straight up. A few moments from now, and I’m sure I’ll be slouching again. Always trying to correct myself. Always slipped back into old, comfortable habits. What am I trying to do here? I ask myself that question […]