Photography ? – SILENT POST (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
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Photography – SILENT POST (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
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Read moreCW ROCKS TRUE (Parody of Queen’s “We Will Rock You”) by, Melissa R. Mendelson Barry, you’re a boy making a big flash Playin’ on Earth 2, here comes Zoom You got to kick his ass He’s got that scary mask Reapers are fast, chasing you all over the damn place, Singin’ CW, CW Rocks True CW, CW Rocks […]
Read moreVampires only live in legends, but the thirst to be eternal burns deep in heart as cities ignite with humanity crashing through, and the sun sets on another day of history. And I desire to see beyond another tomorrow and live what you dream, destroy what you fear, and hold this world in hands of eternity.
Read moreWasting Time I’m sitting on the bench, and time is passing me by. I’m waiting for tears to fall, but it is the rain that never comes. I’m waiting for love, but there he goes again. My life, my world is the glass window of happiness, and my family does not see the woman that I am. I’m just […]
Read moreAUTO PILOT By, Melissa R. Mendelson “How was your father’s funeral?” “It was fine.” “Just fine, Gary?” Gary stretched out on a brown, leather couch. He turned to look at the older gentleman sitting near him with his legs crossed and a notepad and pen in his lap. His brown eyes held his gaze, and then Gary resumed watching the […]
Read moreA Break In The System A dangerous man once said, “If it’s not perfect, then break it,” and he broke the system. Lines in the sand became gaping chasms, and voices that once rung the bell of change have shattered against a wall of benightedness. And we quake from the aftermath of his words, begging for not a lamb […]
Read moreDrifting Like a violent storm that rages outside and smashes my walls with its power is how I feel when my world grows dark, and I release my fury to salvage the remains.
Read moreVanquished by, Melissa R. Mendelson The vulture flew around in circles as its prey awoke to a world slipping apart piece after piece while the bald eagle lay buried in the sand. The vulture swooped by and ripped open an arm with its sharp beak as the prey screamed out in pain, which echoed over the vast land. The […]
Read moreMy Heart In A Cave by, Melissa R. Mendelson A long time ago, I had a dream that I hid my heart deep inside a cave. Why I did this? I don’t know, but now I was stumbling through the darkness, struggling to hear its beat. Its rhythm had thundered across the stone walls once. It thunders no more, […]
Read moreSoft, golden rays of sun race across deep, blue water, breathtaking in sight, the touch of life, but the waters could run cold, washing conflict across the shore, and drown deep into misery, turmoil over time. But love never dies. My family holds strong through arguments and heartbreak, and we keep our heads above water. We don’t understand one another. […]
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