A murder mystery story (warning: graphic in some scenes, not too bad)
Chapter 1: The LSS
Across the vastness of space, further than any man or machine has ever gone, is the Lodown Spaceship. The...
No one had ever found the edge of the universe before.
It was not Selene’s plan nor the plan of the Gemini mission they represented. But as they gazed out the great stained-glass window of the ship,...
I woke up, burnt my hands from the faucet, and slathered on expensive hand cream. Grandpa told me about when he took the L train to meet an old friend at a diner in the West Village. I wrote in my head...
Seated in the front row, middle seats, my hand gently held by my father, I felt the world unfold before me like an intricate melody. The grand piano’s notes from Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto No. 3...
I did the laundry today.
I finally did the laundry,
and I found myself wondering
why so many people (and I’m not excluded)
feel themselves longing for a partner
like socks whose matches
have...
Under the darkness of early night
a young, nimble creature
escorts delicate things to their resting place.
It journeys over stony trails winding
beside fields of blue, gold, green, and white,
the...
Alone, the young mosquito seemed to be
This evening on a damp and dying tree
The bug then buzzed a sad soliloquy
That shone his individuality:
“Survival’s not the life that’s fit for me
I want...
Ah, AP classes, the academic equivalent of willingly jumping into a lion's den armed with nothing but a dictionary and a calculator. Why, you ask, would anyone subject themselves to such torment voluntarily?...
An epidemic plagues the modern-day
Of art that's made without a shred of taste-
Assaults my mind and ears in every way
An earnest artist talentless is waste.
This art to which I never...
