Griffin Hill : Writing

Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Griffin Hill


Spring comes, grass grows; We become as we are told. Suffering on suffering, fear on form, Through existence; The self was born. Claiming. Blam..
HALT

HALT

A Poem by Griffin Hill


Love poem, what else.
The Hobo

The Hobo

A Poem by Griffin Hill


The warm fire melts the frozen mist; that hangs like dust in the cold, night air It drips from his hats brim and freezes on his back again. His ..
Breakfast at Scala (Revised)

Breakfast at Scala (Revised)

A Story by Griffin Hill


Revised; omitted ‘most’ subordinating conjunctions and cleaned up the punctuation a bit.
Love Gone Foul

Love Gone Foul

A Poem by Griffin Hill


Our life together was unraveling at its seam.An openwound; black withblood; a sickeningsmell; a rottingsoul; putrid withanger; deceit ..
What Remained to be Lost?

What Remained to be Lost?

A Poem by Griffin Hill


In reality, it had become impossible to unravel the me from him from us; our lives so miserably intertwined. The wall wa..
Living a Lie

Living a Lie

A Poem by Griffin Hill


I was living a lie. There was truth inmy feelings for each one of them. And yetThe pendulumswings moment,by moment day,by day. And with ea..
Being Alone

Being Alone

A Poem by Griffin Hill


I want to be alone; I want to be 'let' alone There is a difference; they are not the same But not all of the time; sometimes that is not what I ..
Darkness Comprehends

Darkness Comprehends

A Poem by Griffin Hill


A shadow light condescends Outside my window In stillness, stands the moonlight As darkness descends I cannot see (Do you think of me?) Thou..
My Voice

My Voice

A Poem by Griffin Hill


I felt, Invisible. Alone. Disconnected. If you knew, how to make me visible, would you? If you knew , how to accompa..

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