Rain Drops

By Mac Guerreiro My tears fell as the rain began, That’s never happened before, To cry with the sky, To let my tears fall at the same instant as the raindrops, It felt symbolic, Because in that moment eye wanted nothing but to cry as much as the sky, Eye wanted to drain the dread …

Retreat, Shut Down, Who Knows

By Mac Guerreiro The tears push forward and pool at the edges of my eyes, threatening to spill over, taking my freshly applied makeup in their wake. Eye don’t want to cry, eye want to seem stoic, eye want to hide these fears that have scared so many before him away. He said “considering both …