RollerBoyjeremy

Thunder rumbled across the ebon sky, shaking the earth, and making the already miserable journey even more dreadful. Kamine Ermonue could endure the rain, he could even tolerate the wind and frigid temperatures. However, he couldn't bear the endless ear shattering thunder and pitch-black blind trek along a muddy slick path, barely illuminated by infrequent flashes of lightening and the dull glow of his enchanted lantern. The light would burn through even the most torrential of rains, but would extinguish if touched by the earth. That was its flaw, and its blessing. After all one didn't want to create a magically water resistant forest fire du

MFA project: Free verse poetry- Emotional projection: --- COPY CAT and Back Stabber I'm sick of you, Untalented and useless, Follow everyone and try to be them, You have no soul, You are very selfish You can never find yourself, YOU NEVER LOOK! You always want to be someone else, You always try to be Just like me, It isn't a compliment, It's an insult, Stalker Single white female, Harasser Cockroach I will ignore you You follow and attack, You try to be me, You are not me, Go away. Go back where you came from, You are not wanted, You are not qualified, You are quite useless. Trash, Garbage, Junk, Filth, I'm sic