A poem about loss of innocence and disillusionment with life. It's one of my favorite poems out of all I've read. Source: Earl Reum https://www.fictionpress.com/s/694019/1/A-person-A-paper-A-promise

The cracked, scorched earth beneath my feet cracks further with each movement of the coming flesh: A squirming, bloody red mass of mangled skinless bodies moving as one. The flood rolls across the emp...

The ancient, cobbled road stretches endlessly, roots of the sickened, gnarled black trees digging into its crumbled edges. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.

It's frustrating, you know? Not being able to do anything.

A discussion about words.

She's going to do it.