The lavish dining room was heavily decorated with sparkling gems and diamonds. The massive table, which I thought to be stone, had ruby gems embedded into it. A feast of various meats, cheeses and sweet fruit lie in front of me. “My dear Proserpine, you must be ravenous after our journey!” I nervously look at Pluto, standing tall with his dark hair and dark eyes as he enters the dining room. He approaches the head of the table, and leans dangerously close to me. “Aren’t you hungry?” He asked. Continue reading “Lilies and Roses”
Sighing happily, I look upon the pot of greasy, liquidly macaroni and cheese that I made by myself, and without the house burning down this time! Scanning the counters, I quickly grab the small, plastic bottle of black pepper, and carefully screw the top off. “Jenny’s going to be so proud of me!” I grin as I pour the pepper into the mac’n’cheese, Continue reading “Dinner At Jenny’s”
Yet another poem about Mothers.
Books. The gateway to knowledge and imagination. Everyone loves books, no matter your age! Books have a way of evoking emotion through the reader, and taking them to places they’ve never been. And yet, there’s hundreds of books banned in the U.S., most of them written by people of color and various racial backgrounds, Continue reading “An Essay On Book Banning”
It was as if time stopped when Crystal locked eyes with this gorgeous stranger. She gasped, and her bright blue eyes widened in shock. No way, she thought. Continue reading “First Meeting”
When I was nineteen months old, my Mom saved my sister and I from going into the system and took me to live with my Grandparents. They were the absolute best Grandparents a child could ask for! I lived with my Grandparents for Continue reading “Mother’s Day”
The ending is kinda…not good.