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About me - Lakish Campbell

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I haven't updated my bio in a while...today seems like a great day to update it!

I am a 21-year-old U.S. Air Force Reservist who recently graduated from Personnel Apprentice school back in April. I am also a college student (getting ready to go back

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Acrostic poems: 2 of 96
Hesitant in speech yet Exceptional in verse Like fossils found I hope my words Ultimately, completely Make an impression I sacrifice sleep Sanity, trying to find Life within the ink Of my beloved pens Very seldom am I satisfied Every time I struggle Looking for inspiration Yearning for brilliance More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Materialism: 2 of 24
I sat before my vanity Holding on to my sanity Opening jars and tubes Rectangles and cubes Drowning in floral scents Reveling in flashy tints ... Oh, how I love makeup! I'm a raging beauty queen Caught perfectly in between Fragile, high-heeled creations Flimsy, designer temptations I grabbed my meager bank book To buy this s... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sacrifice: 6 of 54
Woman was an experiment on how to be invisible And when she grew tired of thickening waves of Silence and the uninterested glances of charm She made a bargain with a she-devil: Aphrodite In her most evil, but sympathy in her reasons And there was light: an orgasm of happiness In Woman's withered heart and unorganized body Fo... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Siblings: 3 of 21
I remember going to the skating rink with my siblings on one particular sunlit Saturday morning. My father's soldier and friend Umeka, whom I called Atkins, had volunteered to get us out of the house. Well, that day at the skating rink was a blast; I saw my sister Rachel fall flat on her butt and I laughed. I almost fell dow... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Confessions: 9 of 47
I can't carry the blade in the storm Or transform into an unknown form I'm just a romantic, only a romantic My hallucinations are exotically fantastic I read once that 'for blood is the life' All my fantasies are dying at the rigor of a knife Where does that leave me, just a dreamer? I used to ride a cloud speckled Beamer Am... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Voices: 11 of 56
i once thought that being silent was attractive... But now I think it's not a way to live So I looked up books on women's rights Listen to Scheherazade tell stories in Arabian nights Think about feminist philosophy And how their concepts apply to me How can I be silent when there's women I see Taking the time to learn and be... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feminism: 5 of 23
I am a woman A planter of freedom- I've buried oppression In my underground breast So liberation can overshadow My pain and despair My feelings of insignificance I am a woman A creator of theory- I've put the 'woman' in womanism Invented "a way out of no way" In order to shape my voice In my phenomenal body and soul Can you ... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Suspense: 48 of 180
Theresa unlocked the beauty salon door and peered inside. Quiet and empty. Solitude was exactly what she wanted. No one needed to bear witness to her struggle with the monster - her face. She made her way upstairs until she came into a room - Patience Howard's room. She stepped inside and locked the door. Patience kept an im... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fame: 7 of 24
Welcome Ms. Gucci, Mr. Armani, and Ms. Louis Vuitton To the new lifestyle We have so much in store for your pleasure While you act and sing like a pirate's treasure We love and adore you Just look at how we stutter and hyperventilate Star, you know this is true And while you achieve recognition on Hollywood's Milky Way Your ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Heart attack: 18 of 50
First a pressure, a sudden throb Wrestling with an abdominal anaconda, Your mind has entered into a state of panic In the center of your being A spider web of pain Grows and stretches It reaches icy limbs Taking over movement Your beloved free will Pale, you feel the heavy feeling Of doom, the pulse of defeat As you stumble ... More..