#CreationDay – A horror poem that makes a social commentary on consumerism, creativity, and the status quo.
#CreationDay – My brain has been misfiring.
It’s just the caffeine, the chemistry, my remedy. When dopamine and serotonin find themselves hiding in the no-where corners of my brain and the world vibrates in a haze of uncontrollable motion, I turn to a chemical that feels like oxytocin. Because in my mind, is chemical warfare, thoughts altering chemistry, the past pulling at my memory, draining my energy. …
A poem exploring the feeling of being consumed by the system.
The Last of Us Part II is a complex, gritty, and controversial addition to the world of gaming – it’s worth your time if you are willing to be hurt and discomforted by its truth.
I haven’t written in quite some time now. It’s been a while – but that will change. The words will come back. They always do. Stay tuned.
Demon slayer Vivian Cross and her best friend Olivia Walker travel to Sails Lake, a radioactive hunting ground for a demon that kills without lifting a finger. As Vivian fights her own mind, an ancient voice grants her unimaginable power when she needs it most.
A piece written for my senior creative writing class pertaining to a random memory we “don’t remember”, but obviously do through intricate detail. This piece relates to my general feelings of being uninspired and unmotivated.
A piece written in the view and life of a person that is almost entirely opposite of myself.
Vivian Cross, a self-employed, fiery and alcohol fueled demon slayer finds herself in an elementary school where a demon is searching for his next snack. It’s just another night on the job for Vivian, but while she’s out slaying literal demons, can she slay her own?
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