Hannah

Small stories, big ideas.

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

They had worked 12 years for this and you would think every one of them would be overjoyed, but most of them wept. #SML2018 @duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

Her time was coming to an end and she constantly pondered why she didn't do more. #SML2018 @duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

Some people have one secret life, she had a thousand. The only difference was, she didn't hide hers as each one was lined up alphabetically on her book shelf. #SML2018 @duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

Bennie's toys laid scattered across the room: Elmo in the corner, teddy on the rug, and ducky duck in the doorway. Ducky duck was Bennie's favorite and her soul wept when she realized this would be the last time she would have to put ducky duck away. #SML2018 @duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

A plethora of boxes blocked my view of her dainty cottage. It seemed as if she were moving out and in a way, she was. But this time her rent would be free to her at the cost of her family. #SML2018 @duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

No one knew why they got along so well. He was water and she was pop. When you shook him, he remained calm. When you shook her, she erupted. #SML2018 @duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

Her self-hate was a corset and the strings tightened by invisible hands until she suffocated because of it. @duncantwitature #SML2018

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

He never touched the dusty mug on his kitchen table. If he put the chipped pink mug away, it would erase the last piece of evidence that she actually existed and to him, that would be a sin. @duncantwitature #SML2018

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

His wife was the sun and his mistress the moon. While he angrily squinted at the one who he took vows with, he gazed in admiration at the one who would only ever stay the night. @duncantwitature #SML2018

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

Her soul was a burned and black mess on it's way to Route 66. He was just a bystander bound for the stairway in the clouds.
@duncantwitature #SML2018

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

@duncantwitature #SML2018

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

Her feet were grounded, yet floating. Her mind was there, but her thoughts running. Her body was present, but she was not.

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

@duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

They were the perfect match. His shell was dull but his heart was as vibrant as new life in springtime. She was the sun kissed image of perfection until you cracked her open to reveal a crater created by rot.

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

@kobmasterflex @duncantwitature That's funny, you think you're a threat
How about this, I'll make you a bet
If I can't go back and erase your grandfather x9
You can have the throne that's rightfully mine
But keep this in mind
I know how to shape time when I'm in a bind
-Doctor
@duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

Many years she spent traveling far and wide
Trying to save a species that would surely die
It would be a tricky feat and dangerous at that
But she would find something worth saying goodbye
#npm18 @duncantwitature An Elegy

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

A mess you continuously were, but always excusably
And bury all evidence you would dutifully
A red shade accented the white beautifully
Although pink is my color, you know that irrefutably
#npm18 @duncantwitature An Epigram

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

"April fools!" Yolana grinned as she marched toward the open door.

"So, did you fool me about getting tacos or about murdering Jessica, because I'm gonna be more upset if you didn't get me tacos."
#SML2018 @duncantwitature

[Hannah @ExpressStories]

She lifted her skirts and dashed after the stagecoach that was fading into the darkness. This was her last chance to escape that putrid man alive. If she didn't catch this coach, she'd resort to a nice, sturdy oak. #SML2018 @duncantwitature