Tricks just flow out of his mouth. I narrow my eyes, trying not to lose my temper.

Resting his mouth, I interject. “Then prove it!”

Underhandedly, I swipe his phone.

Swiping through his phone, I finally find it. “Aha!”

There on the screen lies a text message about how he arranges for an ‘accident.’



Lashing out, I swing my fist at him.

Imbued with fury, I strike his temple.

Angrily, I kick him in the shin.

Rampaging, I bang my fist against a wall.


Rapidly, I dash out of the room.

Evasively, I slide under a pipe.

Vindictively, I break his phone on the pipe

Escaping, I cheer, free of fear.

Never again do I have to deal with him. Until the day of the ‘accident.’

Gashes cover my body.

Everyday is filled with regrets now.



A grand rock stands before me

A luscious, luxurious, land of grass is where I stand

I ponder climbing

I carefully begin to climb the crazy and jagged mountain

A big, bumpy, boulder comes snowballing down




I’ll need a full-body cast for a few months.


Icy bullets fall

The rain is like a blizzard

It’s a dismal scene


By-passers hurry

Escaping from the downpour

As I sit smiling


It actually feels good

Despite many would disagree

The rain gives me space


I’m actually happy

Because rain equals puddles

I step into one


I begin to melt

I melt into my home land

Thank God for the rain