What is that annoying sound? It is slowly getting louder and louder. My eyes lift open to see the alarm clock flashing and beeping, I lay a little long to build up the energy to roll over and shut the damn thing off.
By Tyler Quock Poetry from the streets of Whitehorse. I have spent a lot of time on the pavement of Whitehorse, digging deep for all the different reasons one can roam these darkened places. I have heard and seen more than I would care to share or admit. I watched as the wanderers scrounged, fed […]
“NO.” Forest hissed, his mother taking a step back. Forest and his mother, Megan, had been arguing about something small, like they always did. Forest always saw his mom as astilted woman. She had jet-black hair that reached her slim shoulders, and was a tall, curvy business woman. Forest, on the […]