Category: Creative Writing

This is my final project showing my progression as a writer during the Wayne Community College’s Creative Writing Course.

11 pm, flopping down, the air is stale, the pillow exhales loudly. Breathing in with expectation of her smell, rewarded with sneeze and cough. My

The heat from the fireplace warms my feet and legs as I sit in the armchair. My eyes close and suddenly I recall a memory

The Green Room The nurses use it as punishment, threatening it, pointing to the heavy steel door, massive lock. My rage continues, my mouth spews,