Tonight I resurrected the dead.
Category: Writing and Poetry
Tonight I decided to write something. I decided to finish a poem, and a secret guide on how to raise the dead. I wrote about how I found the boy I thought had been killed all those years ago. That boy that had been forced to conform, who traded in cowboy boots and adventures for pink tee-shirts and Paris bedsheets. I let him speak, and I showed that I had been a ghost for my entire life. That I'd ... » Continue Reading