Shorts by katie

  Winter is coming  Stark words ring true  winter is coming rainy days versus chilly nights  rise to roads covered in sparkles  as the breeze sings  between the leaves of life insisting trees shed their skin embracing the season of white bitter winds sweep smiles from faces clouds skip from grey to ivory  convincing snow to fall on frostbitten noses  crimson and draped in ice Starks are always right in the end Winter has come and will come again.

 Noone kills the walkers as a lion poisons the flower, in the battle of roar against growth winter wolves ride alongside the dragon bathed in blood and wildfire lions buried beneath the red keep, lay slated with the sand snakes unbowed to no one unbent to gods unknown unbroken to spirits of captured men as fate takes dragon's horns when the battle with flame won the white wolf outlasts them all blazing north, beyond the ice wall, now that winter has come.

  The primitive traits given as primates  Tells us to either fuck it or kill it You have to be willing to learn the rest  Like faith and common sense  Although those that learn these traits Suffer more than most They understand that the people in power  Are the vilest criminals of all. They tell us pure shit on the news  Like ‘we won’t raise taxes’ Ha, I could fertilize a field with all that spew What bull that was, at least now the public know it too Then you say dumb comments like  ‘Don’t panic’ huh, Excuse me, but With the mass of bodies that follow you What the fuck did you think they were gonna do? You have to have a licence to watch TV Here’s a big Fuck You! I don’t watch the BBC They enable this shit show that we call the present day Putting dirty pedo’s on our screens Take money off poor families  As they smile and say ‘You watch your cake shows’ While we fuck up this land and tell you how to live ‘Here watch this show about dancers’ While we pass this law you didn’t want Or ev

  Silas’s mother always told him that the forest was enchanted and a refuge to special creatures that resided there. He never believed her. For all he knew, she was just telling stories to keep him entertained. Silas and his mother lived a two-day walk from any other humans. When he was a child, seeing the shadow kill his father felt like a nightmare. He forced himself to keep it hidden because his mother would cry every time he mentioned him. Silas always believed he was a regular human like his mother and the books his father left were just made up stories for kids. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that the next morning his whole life would change.  His mother would often tell him the story of his birth. “It was the middle of the hot season but a storm blew up throughout the day and the moon was full that night.” She couldn’t tell him what year or day it was but he just know it was his birthday soon. This year though, something feels different like he was changing, turning

 A different perspective. I’m up for learning something new, I just don’t like being talked down to, Everyone learns in their own special ways, For people like me, We find it hard to concentrate,  We can’t react and listen, We’re usually off in our own little bubble of weirdness, And not reading your social ques, Or reacting how you want us to, Show me again and please don’t shout, As the distractions around me, Mess with my mind, Please repeat your words again, So my mind can let it sink in, Remember everyone learns in different ways, And I’m up for being taught something new, So please don’t talk to me, Like I’m something from your shoe. Written by: Katie Clarke 2021

  Divine. I can’t wait to have you inside me, I’m gonna squeeze out every last drop, My mouth begins to water You’re looking so tanned and hot, Your smell is divine and you drive me wild, I want you to be mine, You make my insides quiver with delight, As the warmth slips down my throat, I remember why I want you all the time, Oh, this sweet cuppa tea of mine. Written by: Katie Clarke 2021