army of elements

Naked eyes’re powerless for they are invisible, smaller than dust, no less. Creepy crawlers, void of tiny legs, bursting from vein to vein inside a mortal, muscled-keg. A minuscule army of Platinum, Fluorine, Arsenic, Boron haunting for the invading “C”. With a fatal glow, ‘nother option is the clear-cut missile of Cobalt-60 and Nickel-60. Both…

On Continuity

One... two... three... what is there for you to see? Will there be a bubbly bee— bringer of positivity, yet with bite, oh, so feisty. Four... five... six... what is there for you to seek? Is there a bullet-size hole where some light will somehow leak— to free the words you cannot speak? Seven... eight...…

Book Review: When Breath Becomes Air

When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi Rating: ❤❤❤❤❤ What is it about: At the age of thirty-six, on the verge of completing a decade's worth of training as a neurosurgeon, Paul Kalanithi was diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer. One day he was a doctor treating the dying, and the next he was a patient struggling to live.…

Death’s Purpose

Does death remind us that we're alive? --- ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Both are MINE. Also in response to Jacq’s Thinking Corner. Have a great week, everyone! ❤ ~