Creative Writing

Abducted by Cancer

September 25, 2016 // 0 Comments

Alone in a one room shed. The grey wood floors match the grey wood walls. Monotony and dim light.   No furniture. No warmth. No safety. No sound. There are no doors, [...]

Anxious

August 7, 2016 // 0 Comments

“Be present in the moment.” he says. “Focus on your breath”. But there is no present. I can’t find it. I can’t hold onto it. There is only the “what if” of [...]