Battle Scars_The Negative Space_The Real Stories_At Spoken Word
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Battle Scars
“Boss expects us back with the new batch of kids in 10 minutes,” Goon One said. Tommy gets thrown into the back of a truck with a blindfold on. As Tommy sat in silence somebody touched his head he flinched. “It’s Ok, I just want to take the blindfold off,” The person said. After a couple minutes of the person trying, he finally managed to get it. Tommy turned around really fast to see who was behind him. “Hi, I’m Damien,” He said. Tommy seemed scared, so Damien put his hand on Tommy’s shoulder. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to,” he said. Tommy just looked at him with a blank face. ...
The Negative Space
I read once that we are the things we love. I’m not sure where I read it, or who said it or anything like that, but I think it must be true. After all, when we tell people about ourselves what we really end up talking about is the things we like, its how we define ourselves. When I was in the third grade, I was a pianist. I took lessons everyday after school. My teacher had this beautiful wooden piano with all types of carvings in it. We sat together on the bench in the front hallway of her house and she made me play songs out of flimsy books with lots of colors and big...
The Real Stories
Mama says that everything will be okay.She is warm and her arms are soft and even though I am frightened, I believe her. Mama never lies.I like to say that I am big, because I am 9 years old and older than most of the other kids I’ve met on the journey. But today it feels nice to be little. Little and safe.I curl up tighter in Mama’s arms and close my eyes to pretend. We are river otters, like the ones I saw in a book once. We float in the current, and I sit perched on her belly above the rushing water. The sky is brilliant blue and my fur is soft and the sun shines on us, wearing a smiley fac...
At Spoken Wowww.onedoor.ccrd
Teddy walks up on stage nervously. He’s wearing khaki shorts and a polo, his prosthetics showing, but he’s proud of them now. He doesn’t care what conclusions people jump to.He wouldn’t read us his poem before he left the house. All he said was that he was going to be honest and we shouldn’t come if we weren’t going to be okay with that. Of course, we told him we’d support him no matter what. Sometimes, I look at him and see the scared little boy in the hospital all those years ago, when Tyler just wouldn’t wake up. Sometimes, I look at him and see the brave little boy who never gave up hop...