Pulled Away

I’m going crabbing tomorrow so I wanted to write a little poem about what it must be like for the crabs to be ripped from their homes. They’ll know the ocean their whole life and then we’ll come, hungry, and take them away. If all goes well tomorrow, I’ll let you know how it goes. Maybe…

Free

I wrote this while listening to Free (extended version) by Zac Brown Band. I don’t apologize for stealing the title. I have to write a ten page story, and another monologue based off a stranger’s characteristics for class so as soon as I get that done, I’ll post those here. The monologue is due sooner,…

On Oceans

I’m not exactly sure when I wrote this, but I found it in my writing notebook during my philosophy class. For whatever reason, the date says May 18th. Maybe I’m a time traveler. Who knows? Either way, I thought it sounded nice, so that’s why I’m posting it. Forgive the title. I really have no…