Esther Night : Writing

Glass Heart

Glass Heart

A Poem by Esther Night


I throw up during romantic comedies I scream at PDA I stabbed at pink heartsI’m anti-valentine They say I’m cold and hard Th..
Chisel

Chisel

A Poem by Esther Night


They’re chiseling ChiselChiselChiseling at me He’s got a chisel She’s got a chisel Everybody got a chiselIt seem like everybody&rsqu..
Chapter 1- This is my life

Chapter 1- This is my life

A Chapter by Esther Night


This is set in the late 1980's and early 1990's in Brooklyn.
Chapter 2- My frist real crime

Chapter 2- My frist real crime

A Chapter by Esther Night


Is it possible to have you'll heart beaten out of you?Is it possible to wish to be seen yet wish to blend in with wall?It's impossible to ignore.But m..
Chapter 3- That's a kiss?

Chapter 3- That's a kiss?

A Chapter by Esther Night


I got my first stand of facial hair, my dad was so proud.The two of us were standing at the bathroom minor gazing the small brown hair above my lips."..
Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5
Chapter 4- Milk and Cookies

Chapter 4- Milk and Cookies

A Chapter by Esther Night


"So how your date with Alfreda?" I asked Matt as we walked to his house from school.I found out form a group of girls that Matt asked Alfreda out."It ..
Chapter 5- I'm not a f*g

Chapter 5- I'm not a f*g

A Chapter by Esther Night


Warning the word "f****t" is used in this chapter and in this story. It is used to show is hurtful and overused the word is. I hate being called that ..
Chapter 6- Covering up my imperfections

Chapter 6- Covering up my imperfections

A Chapter by Esther Night


I hear the sounds of yelling.I feel broken glass.I taste blood.I sniff the smell of alcohol.I see the sight of burses.These are the five senses of my..
Chapter 7-  My own nature

Chapter 7- My own nature

A Chapter by Esther Night


I used to watch to soap operas with my mom. “Mom” I called her. She passed me the bag of dollar store donuts, “What babe?”..
Chapter 8- May 12

Chapter 8- May 12

A Chapter by Esther Night


May 12 is the day I wish to forget, but always will remember.May 12 was the day my trust started to break.It started as a normal morning, well nor..

First Page first
Previous Page prev
1