Creative Writing Submissions

Ok, well I know you have all been dying to read what I have written for creative writing this year.  (Umm... yeah right, because I'm pretty sure no one reads this blog. Whatevs.)


Click to read my short story - Walker's Will


And here is the lyric poem below.  It's written in a Shakespearean sonnet form.  Sorry, I was in an extreme "girl power" mood when I wrote it.  It's a little harsh.  


Sorry to any guys reading this.  I know you aren't all like this.

Dear Bigot

If I could give you one thing back today

It would be the guilt that you made me feel.

I couldn’t say what I wanted to say

For fear of making a feminist spiel.

At the time, I didn’t hate you for this.

It was crucial for me to make that change.

I fell in a misogynist abyss

That only wanted my brain rearranged.

But then one day, I was liberated

Never to return to that awful place

Where women were forever agitated.

You thought I was no good, but here’s a taste

Of what you are missing, and it’s no lie

It is a chauvinist whom I must defy.

Expectations

No.  You're doing it again.

Quit expecting things to happen.

Remember: low expectations are key.

Low expectations = Low disappointments

I don't want you to crash again.

Not when things are finally going well.

Backlash

Stability.  The amenity of my life.
Events happened that were never intended;
I'm sure.
But how is it for you now?
The causality, reality, and centrality
Of what you've done is hitting hard.
Like being suffocated,
I realize it's too late,
Even though I struggle
Against the inevitable.
I panic and attempt to gasp
While screaming in my head.
My memories flash over all of the finite bad
Instead of the infinite good.
This was never supposed to happen;
I'm sure.

While I was asleep

I had a dream.
You were in it.
We were side by side
Fighting Zombies.

It was true love.

Aleesha

A poem I wrote in high school to describe myself.

Escape the real world
Faith, Love
Secrets
Life, Beauty
Optimistic
Captivating
Passionate
Not immune

Stop

Stop.
Being so afraid.
Afraid of
What others think,
What might happen.
Stop being afraid
of yourself.
Stop.
And start living.