Work in Progress

Vivid white paper

Stands out against dark lines

Waiting to be written upon.

Words may come

Words may be erased

But thoughts are never ending.

This time,

Write in pen

To immortalize your intentions.

Take action to show improvement-

As all living things

Are a work in progress.

Fighting For Freedom

Age-old stories of coming to America

With nothing but minuscule amounts of money

To determine worth

And sell your soul.

How can you free yourself

From societal binds and pressures

Without first succumbing to them?

Monopolize your time

Build properties on your day to day life

And watch them come tumbling down

With every step forward that you make.

Has the patriarchy crushed you?

What about all the world’s woes?

When are we free

If we have done nothing to fight?

Lace your shoes tight

And fight with your sole-

Getting closer to your goal

Step by step.

 

Martians

What would our lives

Involve on a planet

We evolved to survive?

Are our current threats

Legitimate concerns, or

Have we grown numb

To the harsh realities

Of survival?

Has luxurious living

Weakened our instincts?

Would we be able to

Adapt and thrive

Or would we be

A cautionary tale

Of the dangers of comfort?

Grievous Wounds

Words cannot express

The feeling that loss creates

When it inhabits your bones.

 

Who do you call

Who do you turn to

When there is no one to see your pain?

 

What do you say

When there are no words

For how you feel?

 

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The Motel Room

 

The Motel Room

 

 

Despite the haunting front cover and the subject matter within, “The Motel Room” is not a horror story. Alyssa Cooper delivers a wonderfully crafted short story about life, and how even the absence of life can be seen as beautiful.

A tragic accident has occurred, leaving a man’s soul stuck inside the Motel Room where he and his wife used to spend their anniversary. Nobody can see him, so his days go by in a blur. Every day seeming just like the one before it. Through a series of events, he begins to discover his true power and realizes how freeing “living” without a body can truly be. He discovers happiness by abandoning his sadness and rediscovering the beauty that the world holds. Truly a heartbreaking tale about the journey of a soul!

I can’t wait to read more by Alyssa Cooper! 10/10

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To see more about Alyssa Cooper and her works, visit her site at http://alyssacooper.ca/

Seeing Ghosts

Every time I turn around

I see you standing there.

You appeared without a sound

And at a glance, filled me with fear.

 

A blurred silhouette just standing

In the center of the room…

In my head is branding

An uneasy feeling of doom.

 

I know that I’m the only one

Who can see your kind,

But only after you’re already gone

I realize it’s only in my mind.