Prose
Shooting Star
Wayward wonderer Zipping quick across the sky Here and gone, so long Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
"BOUNDARIES & FAKE FRIENDS". Content Warning.
I wrote this, created this, edited this after being ditched by a former friend of many years. She joined the MAGA movement. I ditched her with this creation. I am a liberal progressive since I crawled out of my mama's uterus. Please subscribe on VOCAL & YOU TUBE. THANK YOU FOR READING.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
an ode to Christopher McCandless. Content Warning.
so, preface this poem with this scenario: i ended up sleeping in near freezing weather with my dogs last night. it was frigid, humbling, and a delightful honor. luckily, i had already lit a small fire with a dwindling torch and damp tinder, as well as unloaded my firewood, sleeping bag, a tarp, a pillow, my dogs, and eaten the wings i had just cooked before leaving i even managed to have my THC vape pen in hand, and left a[nother] lucky window cracked so i could hook my keys this morning... before i locked myself out of my car last night, about 50-60 miles from home.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
