Aviatophobia: Haikus

Head between your knees “Flight Attendants Prepare For–” landing. You are safe. Aisle seats are best in case of water landing the shark gets you last

Aviatophobia: Fear of Flying

Flying is one of the scariest things ever. You’re sitting in a pretty big metal missile that’s carrying one hundred and fifty complete strangers through the upper atmosphere at crazy speeds. It’s no wonder it’s on my list of phobias, and it’s no wonder it scares so many people. When adults with a fear of […]

Writer’s Circle Week One: Principle

The writer’s circle has begun! And with it, a slew of writing (no, duh). The prompt this week was “Principle” So here’s my poem, you dig. Principle You do not touch You do not smile You do not taste You sit, you think. Illusions deluding, elusive, Alluding to the mismatched: You do not talk You […]

Sunday Special, An Oldie But a Goodie: How to (Not) Be a Hipster

Since I was so behind on posts this week (there will be two of each of the ones I missed this coming week. Or at least the normal amount. I don’t want to get ahead of myself), I thought I’d share this. I wrote it two and a half years ago, and with constantly evolving […]

Poetry Project Saturday, Week 6: Poem 2

Logan O., Colorado’s Poem. Word: Awesome (This poem breaks from the usual structure, because the given word makes me so incredibly happy that I had to do something different. I find it… hilarious. I know Logan will appreciate it, too.) Tyrannosaurus Rex himself couldn’t stomp the greatness out of you, The great white shark finds […]

Poetry Project Saturday, Week 6: Poem 1

Kelly W., Colorado’s poem. Word: Seeking You are blind. Stuck standing still in the dark, your skin searches for an other. But you aren’t seeing– and you’re feeling in all the wrong places. Your knees are weak from lack of standing on your own. Your eyes are keen, if only you would open them. […]

Thanataphobia: Haiku(s)

Ceiling fan switchblade chop-chop-slice-chop-chop-slice-slice decapitated Leaving fingerprints everywhere, I’m surprised that they didn’t kill me Escape courses set I know the heat resistance of our tile flooring

Thanatophobia: Fear of Dying

Horror movies may have began my fear of dying in ridiculous ways (Dante’s Peak made me terrified of volcanoes in Colorado), but my anxiety disorder certainly took that idea and ran with it. Ran a marathon with it. Ran like Forrest Gump with it. Let us delve into the psyche of a 7-14 year-old and […]

If Historical Figures Were Alive Today, Week 3

Jesus Christ: Oy vey. You fight wars in my name, put words in my mouth, and hypothesize on things I would or would not do. BITCH, YOU DON’T KNOW MY LIFE…. What you do know was documented by people who knew me. Not by myself. That’s like trusting Gossip Girl for your information about Serena. […]

The Masochist’s Lament: Horror Movie Nightmares (Continued)

The last story I did was about my love of scary movies and my hate of The Shining. This post is going to take the first part of that sentence and elaborate. Since I loved horror movies, it makes sense that a lot of my inane fears came from them. The dead lady in the […]