Zach Gilkey

Flash Prompt: Someone returns to the backroads of their past. Headlights blur my vision for a second, making me swerve. “Thank goodness I haven’t been drinking,” I say to no one. Driving these roads so long ago helped me escape. Each turn would uncover a new adventure — or trouble....

Just a quick update, I have posted a collection of poetry -- Unsorted to Writings. I'm releasing these all to clear off the shelf and get moving on to the next book in my life. I hope you enjoy! ...

I felt it was time I should post one of these, in an actual blog format. So here it is in all it’s glory. An. Update. So, as my writing hints at, I’ve been doing a bit of soul searching lately, rebuilding who I am and rediscovering who I want...

Glaring light pierces my room, as my blanket hums a siren tune. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP Slapping the snooze — It just won’t be quiet. Clutching the clock, yanking the plug, remembering my blanket, warm and snug. Head hits the pillow — eyes filling with sand, I slip back into...

I still look for you, in every room I enter — longing for your approval as I walk through the door. When it shuts behind me, the lock slams, deafening the room — quiet, and cold, my self-made tomb. I left your cup out, for your coffee in the morning....