Tapher : Writing

Post-Past

Post-Past

A Story by Tapher


Here I am, weeks after finishing high school and yet so much has transpired I didn't know what to do with it all. So, I decided, I'd put what I could ..
Spring Broken

Spring Broken

A Story by Tapher


Spring break is over,
Butterflies

Butterflies

A Story by Tapher


That feeling you get...
For this was to calm myself, because I cannot

For this was to calm myself, because I cannot

A Story by Tapher


I write this in the hopes that chance has you read this, I write this for those who read it, and i wrote this for my soul who seems to quiver each tim..
For Him

For Him

A Story by Tapher


For my grandpa Theron Griffith Jr. R.I.P
Dreamscape

Dreamscape

A Story by Tapher


It shall be where we go, when judgement is apon us.
Treatment

Treatment

A Story by Tapher


Theres been too much talk and acting of mistreatment and abuse, and everyone can take it from me, ive had firsthand for many a year. first is my recen..
Home or Confinement?

Home or Confinement?

A Story by Tapher


when i leave here, i am not walking home, i am walking to a holding cell. a place they put me when ive done thier work,and they no longer have use for..
Now It Bursts From My Chest

Now It Bursts From My Chest

A Story by Tapher


Anxiety Disorder
Now She Sleeps With The Ravens

Now She Sleeps With The Ravens

A Story by Tapher


She lays in the muddy ditch that is cluttered with crunchy leaves of peach, yellow, and red. Smothered with dirt and blood. Her clothes are tattered a..

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