A few years ago, in an attempt to get over the great dislike I have for my own voice (I still hate my voice because it's too manly for my liking), and before making numerous attempts to get over my camera shyness by jumping on camera; I began doing voice recordings of my poetry. It…
Black Publishing Power
Saw this very interesting post on instagram, and I loved it. While there is always a great time to support Black art and artists, now is one of the best times to do so. And while I am late with the discovery of the post, its never to late to share that I am a…
A Place In The Sun (Intro) by YoLana Crocket
Harlow Cove may as well have been a ghost town. The insufferable heat drove it's weary residents in from their fields and duties, in search of relief that would never come. Hot air breezed through open windows, sweat dripped and stuck like salty sap on the arms of housewives and mothers trying their best to…
Starting Over (Revamp/Intro) by Cortney Joseph
They say when God closes one door, he has another opened and waiting for you. A new life, fresh start with the fruits of everything you labored so hard for. He must have forgotten me and mine, skimmed and glossed over my life and it's work. Handed down the scraps of a barely there existence…
It’s A Tired-Ass Life (The Morning After Intro 2) by Cortney Joseph
"All she knew was GIMME, like I was made of money or some shit. Like she ain't choose this, like she ain't know it was nothing I came with. Some dreams require a lot more than money, and what I needed... her ass ain't have a drop of it." - Tyree N. Robinson High pitched shrills…
Tears of An Angel (The Morning After Intro 1) by Cortney Joseph
"If Cupid is a real entity, he was on some bullshit when he fired the arrows that matched me and Satan's spawn. I'm sure he sat back smiling, laughing in preparation for the tears he knew would come at dawn." - Angel E. Sinclaire It seemed that, as soon as one set of tears dried,…
“Enough” by Cortney Joseph
Tears from a weary heart Fall like rain with each name spoken For the precious lives stolen day after day Without consequence or justice. Will enough ever truly be enough Will there ever be a day we wake to The news of no more bloodshed, And no more pain inflicted on us?
“A Poem For You” by Cortney Joseph
time seems to have stopped, life frozen in place. yet it feels as if an eternity has passed since i've seen your face. i find myself lost in sorrow and tears, day after day. wonder if you've found peace in the heavenly fields where you lay.
Someone’s Watching (Novel Intro) by Cortney Joseph
The following is the intro to "Someone's Watching", book 1 in my upcoming Gaitland University Series. As I work towards publishing, all four books will be shared in their unedited stages via Wattpad. Feel free to follow along if you enjoy the intros and select chapters that I will be sharing here on MyPenWritesNice. …
Simple Girl, Simple Dream by Cortney Joseph
The following is a stand-alone short story, a prelude to the official rewrite of my upcoming novel Fly Girl. Feel free to follow along with the full novel on Wattpad. __________________________ Torii Mercier slammed her locker shut, wondering how she'd even found herself in random conversation with someone she rarely sat in the…
