Author Phoenix Whiteley
“There are no written ways to arrive at this.”One foot is on the line,The other is already on the way.To the end of beginnings,No more first days.Packed lunches and size two shoes,A school teacher teaching you your to dos. Now… Continue Reading →
“It will be easy money,” they say with a sigh, a path chosen hastily, a soul’s silent cry.I am a girl with empty eyes and a full bag, a full chest but not much to the rest.Skin and bones, a… Continue Reading →
“I was ghosting you last night because I was with someone else.” Last night marked the first time in two years that I didn’t find myself stuck in the echoes of your absence. For once, your name wasn’t carved into… Continue Reading →
Your problem is not my problem.The stones don’t pull me down;Deep water isn’t where I lay.Regrets don’t flood my headWhile the bathwater turns red.The rope doesn’t hang from my ceiling,A new necklace I do not possess My farewells are not… Continue Reading →
Unwanted Gift “You’re going to need these.You know you will.”My hesitant hands crept forward.I watch them fall,Rolling from my fingertips to my palms.Tapping together like balls on a pool table.I was gambling with my sanity,I had hit the 8 ball… Continue Reading →