Old Shoes, a short story written by Trisha at Spillwords.com

Old Shoes

Old Shoes written by: Trisha   I am exhausted... Well, it is because we walked a lot today... It started in the morning, like any other day. I figu...
PTSD, a poem written by hedgehog at Spillwords.com


PTSD written by: hedgehog   Each night the noise, each night the same Sleep is a nightmare, cold sweats and screams My hand moves, load and fire, lo...