• Foggy Windows

    Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash  I watched the window of the cafe fog and I knew what I needed to do.  If I could get across the street without being seen, no one would be the wiser.  I knew I only had ten minutes before Alex would return, so I headed toward the door.  The rain would cover any tracks I would leave behind for Alex.  I could…

  • Trudging

    Photo by Johannes Andersson on Unsplash  As I watched the elk, I knew my life was in for a change.  I knew what Jackson’s future held and there was no space in my future for him.  All he knew how to do was to hold me back.  At first, I thought his questions were sweet as if he was wanting to get to know me.  His questions morphed into…

  • Water

    When it comes to water pollution   I wish there was an easy solution  But people don’t seem to care  Which these days, was not so rare  The Earth needs a revolution 

  • Waterfalls

    Photo by MUHAMMAD KAMRAN KHAN on Unsplash  I knew hiding behind the waterfall was the only place I would be safe.  He thought I had never learned how to swim, but that was not the only lie I had told him.  I had been trying to get out from under his clutches for years and this might be the break I…

  • New Life

    Photo by Jocke Wulcan on Unsplash  As soon as I saw the house, I knew I was home.  That I was finally ready to start my new life.  A life where Jeremy would never find me.  I knew he would never follow me across an ocean to a country where he wouldn’t understand the language.  In a country whose native language isn’t English,…

  • Future Life

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  As soon set over the mountains, I wondered what my next step would be.  Would I continue on with my dream or should I turn back and return to the life every expected of me?  The missed calls on my phone meant my family was not supportive of my decision, but I knew I couldn’t let them make my decisions for…

  • Urges

    Urging to live life  Not knowing any better  I will not tell you 

  • Protection

    This is the key to your apartment  Look into your own compartment  You were protecting yourself  And putting my feelings on the shelf  Like you are a part of the justice department 

  • Trial

    There will not be a fair trial  But all I can do is smile  The longer I keep wasting  When I find myself hating  As long as I don’t have to run a mile 

  • Not My Home

    “This isn’t my home.  Do not leave me here.”  Michaela stopped at stomping her foot, but angrily crossed her arms in front of her chest.  I sighed heavily, knowing she wouldn’t remember this conversation in the morning.  I turned back toward the kitchen we shared to get her a glass of water and see if we had any food she would eat.  I didn’t know what she had…