13Jun 2026 Alexandria Wright

The Falcon Files

Chapter One  There are some cases that stay with you. Your first case. The case where you make it big. The case that brings you down. Cases you never solve. Cases that dog your footsteps all your life, making you wonder if things could have been different. Where you think... Read More
17Aug 2022 Alexandria Wright

It Gets Better

It’s May, 2012. I’m nineteen, barely. I’m graduating high school with zero prospects. My life is over. You see, I’m working at McDonald’s. I have coworkers in their sixties who have been working at this same corner restaurant in a dead end town for longer than I’ve been alive. You... Read More
5Aug 2022 Alexandria Wright

Lost

She marks her way With pixels on a screen, Tracing out shapes To make sense of the visions. The universe Is random. She tells herself. Not everything Happens for a... Read More
editors note:

No need for despair or dread. The whole thing is in her head. – mh clay

7Apr 2022 Alexandria Wright

Pricey

In desperation I Google “Inspire Me!” I am answered with Boutiques And Storefronts Hocking expensive coasters, T-shirts, and bracelets. I don’t have two hundred dollars To drop on a dress.... Read More
editors note:

Can’t purchase inspiration from the Amazon void. – mh clay

1Feb 2022 Alexandria Wright

Cameron

How can it be That your first five months Have been this And yet You live so zealously? It’s been tubes And burst lungs. Bruising And surgeries. It’s been Pain,... Read More
editors note:

Alexandria says, “The last poem was about my younger twin, JJ, coming home. Three months later, his brother has been transferred to another hospital and is being scheduled for multiple surgeries. This poem is about his amazing will to live.” – mh clay

14Nov 2021 Alexandria Wright

Coming Home

I didn’t have time to Panic, When you were born. You were Three Months Early. You both had already beaten all the odds. A one percent chance of survival. And... Read More
editors note:

Another installment in this poet’s twin saga. Still, no time for panic. – mh clay

5Sep 2021 Alexandria Wright

The View

I’m looking at a blue sky Dotted with white clouds. I’m looking at birds Gathering on the roof ledge. I’m looking at the occasional helicopter. I’m looking at four blue... Read More
editors note:

Rather uncertainty than an uncomfortable past. Here’s looking at you! – mh clay

11Jun 2021 Alexandria Wright

The Two of You

You’ve really taken over, Haven’t you? My heart, my mind. Every waking moment Is dedicated to you And often I dream of you. I can’t write. I can’t work. My... Read More
editors note:

And we wait, too, till takeover is complete. – mh clay

22Mar 2021 Alexandria Wright

Of Itself

There are verses about poetry And stories about prose. There are songs about music And movies about film. I think there is such a thing As to live a life... Read More
editors note:

What’s YOUR life about? – mh clay

30Jan 2021 Alexandria Wright

On A Good Day

“It's been a while,” she says quietly, her fingers running over the scars on my arm. Like she can see my past and future, like palm reading. I wonder, briefly, how that would sound: You have lived a hard life, the fortune teller might say. This one indicates you will... Read More