After DarkThe shadow behind me tears off; they escapeAnd without even noticing, I run over the falling flower petalsAt the street corner a sweet smell driftsFrom far beyondAs if it was a cry I heard before somewhereMy faint hopes are carried away by the night wind,Can't they reach anywhere?As if refusing, this world is swayingand taking everything awayIf it was a dreamthen I'll awaken soon enoughwe haven't gotten anything donebut we'll keep goingAs if detached from my midday lethargy, I floatAs if overlooking the clouds forming, I flyAt the street corner the smell of blood driftsFrom far beyondAs if it was a cry I hear
Fictional Non-fiction: Delivery boyThe story is true...but it's been fictionalized XD"mmkay, bye ma" He said with aglow in his eye. The door was shut and a bag was held in his right hand. Soon after he went outside, his dad poke his head out."The front door is open""What, dad?""I said the front door's open""Alright, Gotcha," He replied, and with that he got into his car.The music soothed him, as t was in the slow part of Song For America By Kansas. He listened, taping his left foot, his right handling the gas and the brakes.The first stop was some friends they knew on the other side of the neighborhood. Their property line borders that of Gregg's Landing, an a