Rushing AirPremonition Six o' clock in the morning and already there is no room to breathe – stiff collared salary men, crumpled schoolchildren, tanned labourers worming their way in and out through the doorways of the train carriage. A hiss – thud and the train is away – a steel cocoon trundling along well worn tracks.Rushing Air
He shivers even though the sun is already up, casting the station in pinks and yellows. He drinks the scene in – sleepy commuters squinting at the light, steel cranes farther out in the distance, cars zipping past on the road below. For a moment he is staggered by the strange beauty of it all and wi
LinesILines
The uniform seem to be oddly out of place on the old lady; out of place, unbelonging. Yes, that's what it is - a cancer, grotesque growths that ooze pus that forms her sunny top and produce black gangrene that boils up into a cap at the top of her head.
She's slower than the usual cashier I'm used to; I check my watch and worry about homework.
II No sign of recognition from her as I walk through the doors and already I miss the usual greetin
MemoriamYou tell me there are angels hidden in the dust floating through the windows and they whisper to you at three twenty nine in the morning when the moonlight hits the glass at just the right angle. They tell you your time is near and dance on the windowsill and leave you sobbing into your pillow.Memoriam
I ask you why and you say you are afraid.
You say you are afraid because you have sinned, again and again and again and all through your life you had always known that there would be a time of reckoning for you. You are afraid because even since your grandmother died on the front patio you knew of its coming and all your life
Short Question 
Tired
I was browsing your work (again) when I found inspiration from one of your pieces, "Lines". Would you be okay if I suggest this to #DeviouslyInspired's to collect in their favourites?
Keep writing and inspiring!
(as if you wouldn't already, but just to remind you.
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I really should be studying.
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