The edge of my bed is digging into the back of my thighs, and my neck aches where it meets my slouching shoulders. I deflate with a sigh. Defeat lowers himself down onto my rounded back and settles in, making his bulk comfortable. He’s heavy.
Tag Archives: Literary Devices
I Choose the Lonely Road
It’s overcast and gloomy, and the tin shacks sprinkled alongside the road look somber, as if they’re depressed too when the sun’s not out.
What Makes a Poem a Poem?
Poetry is a term that rebuffs all definition. It is a form of literature too multifaceted, too abstract to neatly define.
Aly Writes 