Maracci's Blog

It was a bright Saturday morning. The air was crisp and just by looking outside the window you could tell that the first rain had finally fallen. I was sited at the dining picking the beans that I was to make that evening. My parents were out and somto—my younger brother— was sleeping peacefully in his room. Grandpa was rocking slowly in his seat, the TV was on but he had a blank stare. The room was quiet when suddenly, he screamed. His scream was piercing and it sent me immediately to his side to see what had gone wrong. "Ahh, papa, what is it?" I asked squatting infront of him. The grey hairs that managed to sprout from his bald head clearly told everyone that saw him that he was old and today they stood tall. His eyes were terrified, he was looking at me but then again, he wasn't. Maybe he'd seen a ghost, maybe he had forgotten who I was. I scanned the room to make sure I was the only one in his presence. He was shaking and I was trying to calm him down. I scre...

Inhuman human Hey you The one with the smile That doesn't reach your eyes The one with the hair That is never let down The one that puts on make up For their cover up The one that is beautiful But hides in the shadows The one that never stands tall Especially when everyone falls The one who writes But never shares For her pieces are too personal They'll raise a sudden uproar She turned to look at him Her eyes were so dim "Penny for your thoughts?" She turned and walked away 'Rude' he thought But to give up, he wouldn't She had secrets And he was curious A star so bright There had to be a flaw He wanted a topic She would be perfect Droplets of the rain Left to dry on the glass She watched them closely And wished she were them Humans were inhuman And she hated them "Sieve Place them on the plate Don't have them know their fate Move only with the best Then Leave the rest The competition's till death...