When I was younger my mom told me a lie She said that no one could love me until l love myself I gave up on love not long after that ...
Firesong
It’s a windstorm And she’s standing there, Eyes closed with her blood drenched hair Flying like a burning flag. It’s the days befo...
What I learned, a poem
This is a poem in 9th grade I learned I had epilepsy. Now the first time it happened was in my bedroom and my brother found me, and calle...
The way Grey feels
It is the clouds that sob raindrops that fall in sheets down your windows as you look into the nothingness of the sky. You watch as it crie...
Hemophilia (NaNoWriMo Excerpt)
To celebrate Halloween and offer some support to all of you doing NaNoWriMo out there, here's a creepy bit from my attempt last year. ...
Into that Night
I sunk into that night The star crossed sea of black The warm frosts of a blazing tundra. It suited me, Vast and infinite Yet so near a...
Chameleon Pistol
It was a golden afternoon. The sun bared a gentle glow on the stretch of emerald green. Trees wrestled against the breeze; the stranded leav...
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