Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • no such thing as enough

    I learned early how to take up less space,
    walking on the balls of my feet
    so the floorboards wouldn't groan.

    I thought love was a transaction—
    a prize for the cleanest room
    or the highest mark.

  • Writers & Poets

    Writers are those who spin tales from nothing. 

    Writers are those who build worlds upon what they came up with. 

    Writers are those who dig deep into others—what they think or do. 

  • Alone

    The only place she could truly feel comfort and peace was alone. 

    Down in her room, replaying old records, that her family would kill her if they heard one more time. 

  • Give me what I earned

    Give me what I earned

    if you don't think it's good enough it's not

    nobody cares when popularity cries

    screams from implosion

    it's all about the side characters

     

    I'm not conceited