AC Cheatwood : Writing

Black. White. Ones. Zeroes.

Black. White. Ones. Zeroes.

A Story by AC Cheatwood


This is a story that I wrote for a contest, but sadly I was not a finalist. The contest was to write about a relationship, be it platonic or romantic,..
Everything is blue-gray.

Everything is blue-gray.

A Poem by AC Cheatwood


Everything is blue-gray. There is only a hint of sun. Everyone is peaceful, And those who aren’t put on a front actors have been try..
The broken sunlight through the branches

The broken sunlight through the branches

A Poem by AC Cheatwood


A little poem about a bicycle.
I turn my face away.

I turn my face away.

A Poem by AC Cheatwood


I turn my face away.This thing is far too real.I can feel it all over my being.As if it is me, and I am nowhere to be found.I can't hear anything else..
The cages closing in

The cages closing in

A Poem by AC Cheatwood


I wrote this after a dream I had.
I seem to be stuck

I seem to be stuck

A Poem by AC Cheatwood


I seem to be stuck in a dark corridor of thoughts Crawling to find a door Feeling around I try to find something to grasp Nothing is there My ar..