
The Gift
You see this place. right here? alabaster paper tied with inky etymon This should have been your gift I had been working on it for 1232 minutes; to be exact. My gift my words heart … Continue reading The Gift
You see this place. right here? alabaster paper tied with inky etymon This should have been your gift I had been working on it for 1232 minutes; to be exact. My gift my words heart … Continue reading The Gift
I sit down to write and as I feel the onyx pen in my hand, my mind drifts off to days when the world was in love. The gentle way men bowed to women and everyone dripped poetry from their … Continue reading Scarlet Words
She adjusted herself in the leather chair, trying to find comfort. All the questions, thinking back and peering back into memories she once buried was making her want to climb out of her own skin. “Are you okay?”, the psychologist … Continue reading Ink