by R.D.Wylder | Oct 17, 2018 | Stories
Trigger Warning: Mention of self harm, mental illness, and character death. This part of the park had the distinction of somehow being both secluded and well-trafficked. A dense, narrow thicket obscured the point where the path diverged; the only barrier between the...
by R.D.Wylder | Jun 17, 2018 | Poetry
I didn’t know I was over you until I saw her.I didn’t know I no longer wanted you until I started wanting her.To be honest,I think I wanted you from the very beginning.It wasn’t love at first sight.It might have been an infatuation.It might have been...
by R.D.Wylder | Jun 17, 2018 | Thoughts
What do I look for in the perfect person? Absolutely nothing, because the perfect person doesn’t exist. I know what some of you are thinking. That’s a steaming pile of horse manure because my partner’s perfect. No she’s not, but she’s...
by R.D.Wylder | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
You scare me.I wouldn’t say I have an adventurous spirit.I wouldn’t call myself a coward either.I could be convinced to do a great many thingsOn a dare.But you…Quiet, unassuming you…You scare me.You make me feel things I don’t want to,But...
by R.D.Wylder | Oct 30, 2016 | Poetry
My eyes betray me.My hands have learned not to touch you.My face has learned not to show any reaction to your presence.My heart has learned not to flutter when you walk through the door.But my eyes…My traitorous eyes…They expose all that I have fought to keep...
