Category: guard

• December 18, 2022

  Hard Path

  The path that led me here was filled with bristles, bounders and uncertainty I walked it alone Far from familiar surroundings with no place to call home But kept moving none the less There are days when I wonder why the sun beats down? Pressuring me with it’s bright light To give up on my…
• May 25, 2020

  Mask: The Monologue of a Bank Robber

  This is a creative writing piece I made and recorded while attending a writing workshop at the Green Line Performing Arts Center. I hope you enjoy!       © 2020 by Esha Montgomery Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com