21 : Writing

Night Drive

Night Drive

A Story by 21


My father used to take me for night rides when I was young. We’d travel until the house and neighborhood and town and familiar faces sunk away..
Night Drives

Night Drives

A Story by 21


My father never really spoke to me other than on night drives; it must have felt too strange to yell in such a small space.
Mama Told Me

Mama Told Me

A Poem by 21


Drowning out the stereotypes with my stereo. Staring at the ground to avoid the indecent glances. He grabs me, so I grab another drink. Dr..
Unfinished

Unfinished

A Poem by 21


You loom at me from the corner of the room When I see the map of the world next to the Tall bookshelf busting at its seams. Pages like fly-aw..
Hunger

Hunger

A Poem by 21


My first experience at a food pantry was distributing grapes as a child & it changed my life.
273A

273A

A Poem by 21


273A is the CA police code for child neglect/abuse. I wanted to explore similarities of waking up in heaven to waking up in a hospital. First writing ..