Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves by Isabel Afonso   The crunch of leaves fills her ears. The chilling winds sweep her off her feet. She tugs at her charcoal gray cardigan, hurries down the cluttered street. Her blue eyes glance at the slow dying trees. The ever changing leaves float to the ground like parachutes. Colors of red,Continue reading “Autumn Leaves”

An Endless Journey

The sound of strings being strung The sound of keys being plucked The sound of drums echoing the rhythm of my heart Instruments being played, creating a hypnotic melody That makes my ears feel drunk with joy The feel of a pen gliding across a notebook My words wishing to keep up with my brainContinue reading “An Endless Journey”

Pisces

I don’t know how to express it The attraction I feel from the moon The pull she has over me The way her light washes over me Calming me I feel at peace in her presence   I don’t know how to express it The attraction I feel from water The pull she has overContinue reading “Pisces”

Limbo

I have seen to find myself in limbo…again I always seem to trail back to this corner of my mind. A small cave where I’m lost. Stuck. Confused. I sit here and ponder. Who am I? What do I do next? Should I? Should I not? The walls are filled with questions and visions. SoContinue reading “Limbo”

Creative Writing vs Journalism

Over a year ago I had to write a short paper on Journalism v. Creative Writing. I just about died at the thought of writing it. Here we have a paper where I have to write about my two worlds colliding. I loved creative writing ever since elementary school. But the amount of narrative essaysContinue reading “Creative Writing vs Journalism”

Happiness

Happiness comes in all shapes and forms It’s something we’re all tirelessly searching for. We search for it so much we blind ourselves to how it even looks. We think that to find happiness we need a special map to uncover its complexity when in fact it’s quite simple. Most people think you can onlyContinue reading “Happiness”

Breathe

Breathe. The smell of roasted beans consumes her sense of smell. Her body shivers slightly by the breeze of the A/C as she walks in. The door chimes and she is greeted by warm faces. She smiles back, staring at the menu unsure of what to choose. She hums with excitement. Her usual order rollsContinue reading “Breathe”