humanity

Humanity begins at home.

  • Tarryn Richardson
    Published 2 months ago
    The Feeling of a Forest

    The Feeling of a Forest

    The German language seems to have a word for everything.
  • Eslieann Lefler
    Published 2 months ago
    It Was, It Is, It Will Be

    It Was, It Is, It Will Be

    Oh, these panes of glass! The things they must’ve seen. The winds that they have protected against the cold that they have shielded from, frosting over themselves. Becoming one with the landscape. The squares that perspire with each summer ray and rain. Oh, this window has seen so much. Has been the frame, the canvas, the home to so many things. Today though, this view is somewhat similar to yesterday, the only change is that there is possibility. Today this window will see change.
  • Orla
    Published 2 months ago
    Time travel

    Time travel

    Rabbits, Heidi and the garden life
  • Virginia Green
    Published 2 months ago
    My Friend Gins Corner

    My Friend Gins Corner

    Hello, my name is Virginia Green (Ohern), I was born on Sunday July 29th, 1962 at 5:32pm; that makes me a Leo (57 years old) , and I am very proud of it! I want to do this because I have had a lot of experiences during my life and I am hoping that if I share those experiences and how I reacted to them (or how I SHOULD have reacted to them) will help people in one way or another.
  • Chelsea Marie Riehl
    Published 2 months ago
    Life is never fair.

    Life is never fair.

    It's a cliche, I know, but as I sit here watching cartoons with my kids and drinking coffee, it's become clearer the older I get. As a child you're given mixed messages. "Be kind. Don't hate." but also "the real world is a cruel place. Toughen up." Which can be confusing as you get older. One thing I was always told however, was that life is never fair. I had it shouted at me, told in passing or even said it myself. Though I learned the truth behind those words at a young age, I always wished and hoped that it would be one day. When my stepfather treated me differently than my siblings simply because I wasn't his real child, I learned. When he began to beat me and tell me awful things, I learned. When my mother finally kicked him out and started the divorce process, I thought things would turn around. I thought that things would start being 'fair'. However, as we all know, it never is. I learned it more and more harshly as the years went on. Every time my mother decided to buy alcohol/pills instead of paying for heating oil. Each time my heart had been broken. When my siblings had to leave and live with their father and I stayed with my mom. When my mother chose her demons over her children. I learned.
  • Trycia Lino
    Published 2 months ago
    The Courtyard

    The Courtyard

    My hand reaches for the wand that hangs down the side of the blinds. Grabbing and pushing the stick each panel of the covering slides overlapping one another until the way is opened to the world outside the glass doors. Vivid colors start to come into focus. Blinking I adjust my eyes to the light. I open them again and beautiful hues of blues and tints of green with rays of light are complemented by the shades of browns, reds, and yellows that make up the trees from the court yard. Plants that grow on the ground bring all of the colors to full circle. As I look up into the tree there is a nest far up in the branches, then I see something move. I watch as the animal comes into view. At first it is just a streak of greyish brown, but then I can start to see the shape form into a squirrel. It has a fluffy tale with its agile little body. It scurries further down the branch. I need to take the shot on a camera. It is a good thing I brought my phone out with me to the deck. I love to take pictures in nature. It helps me remember the feelings I have as I see the scenes.
  • Johnny Fentry Jr.
    Published 2 months ago
    A tree I never knew I needed

    A tree I never knew I needed

    A tree that sat outside of my window holds many stories throughout my childhood. I have been living in this house for about 20 years now which is 90% of my life. This tree has been alive and standing ever since I have been living in my room. In a strange way, this tree has given me security and awareness. From the branches waving when it was windy and depending on how hard they blew. If there is a storm near. To my dog jumping in the bathtub when she was scared. When the leaves fell, I knew not only was the time of the year was changing, but time of school was changing to certain yearly personal daily habits as well.
  • Eddie Johnson
    Published 2 months ago
    Short Notice

    Short Notice

    It all started on a hot Summer day in GreensBoro, NC when little Jameek noticed that something large came in the mail. When Jameek opened the mail, it was a huge colorful guitar. He asked his grandmother, “what’s this that we received in the mail”? She replied “I don’t know son. You tell me”. So little Jameek filled with excitement noticed it had his name on the wrapper the Guitar came in. He said” Grandma Grandma the Guitar is for me, what do I do? His Grandmother advised him to wait for his Grandfather to come in from the yard. At exactly 4:59pm his grandfather came in & was excited to see his grandson holding such a large instrument. Little Jameek begged his poppa to help him set up his guitar. On the first day of school he brought his guitar and showed it off to his classmates & friends, they loved the color. It was red with gold trimming and it had a silver shine to it. Very shiny as the kids would say.
  • Jacqueline Courtney Rios
    Published 2 months ago
    Piece of Mind

    Piece of Mind

    This quarantine is ridiculous. Absolutely necessary but I've had enough. Yes, I totally understand how this virus is potentially dangerous, is in fact but I'm so done with attempting to be an adult with how not very well at all my family and I are dealing with each other. My thirteen year old autistic daughter is handling this whole thing better than the four grown ups that live her. It probably helps that she's been begging me to home school since she learned how to speak so this whole thing is, like, the best thing ever to happen in her whole entire universe and she's praying hard everyday that it doesn't change.
  • Mary Parker
    Published 2 months ago
    The Little Things

    The Little Things

    She had sat alone for what seemed like hours. Anyone else might have long become lonely, but for her, time spent alone was better than time spent with people. People always stared with long, pitiful faces, and ruined her meditative state of numbness.
  • D.S. Walls
    Published 2 months ago
    War Born, War Sworn

    War Born, War Sworn

    Our mom had a way of shooting a person dead with her words. Like an automated gun, she could fire off insults with an effortless speed that needed no guided target. Her enemies' emotional being would be so riddled with holes; it wouldn't matter if any arteries were hit. The damage alone was death.
  • LaVonne 'HONEYXBUN' Powell
    Published 2 months ago
    In a Blink of An Eye & I'm Gone

    In a Blink of An Eye & I'm Gone

    It was a cloudy Saturday afternoon in November. The house was quiet. Delores, my mother, was gone to work at the Ft. Lauderdale airport, which left 5-year old me in the care of my older brother, Jakes. While in the living room, enjoying my own company with the innocent amusement of PlayDoh and fake cooking utensils, my brother tells me “LaVonne I’m going to the store. I’m coming right back.” With believing him, I responded quickly saying “Okay.” and out the door he went, locking it behind him. An hour went by and he still hadn’t come back, I wasn’t worried though because I was in the comfort of my home.