Yes, it rolls off my tongue the same way a page moves between my fingers as I flip through a stack riddled with fingerprints, drink stains, and food crumbs. Yes to questions, to love, to life. Yes to problems, to abuse, to drama. Yes to the not-so silent voices that live in the back of … Continue reading You Can Say No
Author: FTD
Sometimes There Isn’t A Title For A Story
Sometimes there isn't a title for a story. The words just flow like the sound of a brook in a wood no one knows of, until an author describes how the shift of the gentle breeze allows soft rays to caress the water to life. Then the sounds of the woods come to life before … Continue reading Sometimes There Isn’t A Title For A Story
Running Up That Hill
The tap of keys is the music I leave, pushing forward, do you want to know what I feel? Want to hear about the deal I made? So that the smooth taps don't hurt me, only the words that bleed through the torn skin of my finger tips. There it is, the hatred, for the … Continue reading Running Up That Hill
Returning Home
I had three years of sunlight, years of it got better, and I was free from the place I had begun to believe would always be where I should be. I'm walking a familiar path overgrown as it always was, and the icy breeze moves the leaves every so slightly, but the sun always caught … Continue reading Returning Home
Faith Taryn Davies 