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  Colt walks the route again for the second time. His face covered, concealing the identity of himself to the thousands of people walking by even though he probably wouldn’t be noticed anyway. It was the beginning rush hour. Foot traffic clogged the streets and sidewalks as everyone made their way to their destinations. The sky filled with smog and the dense compaction of people made Colt invisible in the crowd as he too walked toward his destination.Yet, today was not an ordinary day, it was the day he would attempt the heist he’d been planning for weeks. He continued on his route, turning right down an alley way toward his destination, an apartment building on lower 15th ave. He walked down the stairs to be greeted by a bodyguard at the front of the apartment door. “Id.” the bodyguard said. Colt handed over his Id, which in reality wasn’t his real Id. He had swiped it from an intoxicated man leaving the apartment a few weeks prior, and had it changed to match his appearance. He hoped

Truth on This Day Poem ISO " To This Day"

  For this poem I will be using Anaphora, which is the repetition of a word or phrase in successive clauses Today is a day Today is a good day Today is still young Young enough for it to change Drastically or minimally In the best or worst way Yet, I am lucky because I am here today And Everyday I can change lives for the better Whether that is mine or the worlds Because depending on my mindset Today will be a day Today will be a good day Today will be a day , where I take a step to change the world

ISO Metaophor Poem

Life is like a math problem Not like a simple math problem such as a algebraic equation But the hardest problem in like calculus 7 It’s impossible to know the solution an such a young age Because when you are young and just learning the basics Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division But as you learn each new part Progress every single year Eventually when you are old enough You’ll have all the lessons you need To solve the math problem known as life

ISO "If I Should Have a Child"

  If I had a son, there are ten things I would know, He would be just like me. I am the same as my father. My grandmother says I am just as nice, kind and always willing to help as he is. If you put two pictures of my father and I of the same age, there is no difference except the quality of the picture. We would have the same name. I would pass down my name as my father did to me. I would provide every opportunity for him to succeed. I would make sure he learned from the struggles and failures of life. I know he will grow up too fast. I will give him space to grow and become who he wants on his own. Still, I will always be there for him no matter the situation. I will surround him with family and friends as this is how I grew up, surrounded by my many uncles, aunts, and cousins. I will try to understand his life and grow with him. Most importantly, I will be the best father I can be.

Letter to My Younger Self

  Dear 9th Grade Deepie, You’ll now be entering high school where things actually start to matter. Yes, academics are important as they have always been, but you need to start realizing there is more to life than school and your grades. You need to branch out and meet new people, join new clubs, and be more excited to be at school. High school is an experience that you only get to have one time and while it is never going to be perfect, you can try your best to make it some of the best times of your life. In four years, you will realize it went by so fast and wish you could do it all over again. My first piece of advice would be to embrace the people around you. You’ll be walking into high school playing football as well as playing in the marching band. You start both of these activities in the summer before high school even starts, so take the time to meet new people here and embrace them.They'll be some of your best friends and lead you on some of the most fun and crazy adven

ISO "This Is Just to Say"

  This Is Just to Say I have forgotten  To take The garbage out Today I know I was reminded Many of Time I am sorry My mind was weary After a long day It slipped my thoughts

ISO "Dear...."

  Dear Life Why are you so foreign? Why are you like a math problem with so many answers? Answers that lead to more problems and questions In which the solution to those leads to the same thing In a repeated cycle Until one day it stops Where you’ve endured struggle and failure Until you’ve endured so much of it that it leads you to drive yourself to your hopes and dreams Until you’ve taken every path  Endured every obstacle  And formed your own path for life But why does this wisdom come so late?  After so many years we finally begin to understand Just barely grasp the knowledge that Has come from so much of life And begin to apply each lesson from before To each new obstacle ahead To begin to see our mistakes from the past Reliving each moments in our head Why didn’t I do this?  Why didn’t I do that? Finally seeing the easy solution to our problems so much later Having no power to do anything about it now As it has already been solved in the most complex of ways Why are you so myster