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Eye Of The Storm

Seeing the storm from my eyes.

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The Truth

how brightly does your truth burn can it engulf their lies in flames? can it leave their accusations in ashes? or is it just a hearth that gives you assurance when you need it? how brightly does your truth burn?... Continue Reading →

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Untitled (New York Unraveled #4)

Hi there! I have published the fourth part of the New York Unraveled series on Wattpad. You can read it here. It is the first LGBT+ novella of the series.   This is the fourth novella in a series of five... Continue Reading →

Ignorance.

"Whatever the cost of our libraries, the price is cheap compared to that of an ignorant nation." -Walter Cronkite Is it a surprise that our ignorance and intolerance for what we don't understand (or don't deem important enough to understand)... Continue Reading →

Pieces Of Love.

"I'm searching to find an invisible seam, a tear in the fabric of the cosmos, so I can slip my fingers beneath the stars and rip the heavens open looking for you." -Micaela Royal   I've only ever been in... Continue Reading →

Goodbye.

"No one ever says goodbye unless they want to see you again." -John Green I've always hated goodbyes because I have a fear that I'm condemning it to be the last time we ever speak. What if the cosmos heard... Continue Reading →

Erase.

I have been typing for so long and yet I hardly have two lines. I keep writing and then pressing the backspace button. Type and erase, type and erase, type and erase. It's so easy. Convenient. I can make mistakes... Continue Reading →

Comparing Books To Reality #2: The Third Party Bitchiness Syndrome

Have you ever noticed typical romances have a few characteristics in common? Let's talk about one of those today- The Third Party Bitchiness Syndrome. Really bums me out. So I'm gonna rant about it. Girl meets boy. Initially thinks he's... Continue Reading →

Tomorrow.

I could die tomorrow. He keeps telling me I'm like a flower that needs sunshine and rain and a shed over my head that protects me from the thunder. I have thorns inside my petals that sting the wild dogs... Continue Reading →

Reflections.

I saw a vase of flowers lying on one of the outdoor tables of a preppy looking restaurant. They were beautiful purple flowers standing tall, elegant, graceful. They were the sort of flowers you see on the cover of home... Continue Reading →

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