If I could put into my pockets  Every golden leaf  I would be a wealthy…

Brownstone guides me to solace  to history laced in gold traditions passed down  land that’s…

In the shadows, they exist Breathing and feeling Bleeding and hurting Yet we shut the…

When I was a child, I used to have these red Mary Jane shoes. They…

Dandelions brushed my hands as I waded through the fields. The tall, yellowed grass tickled…

Aeternus laid meticulous footsteps through the dew-soaked grass of a newfound valley, constantly fanning heavy…

Maybe I don’t know what love is Or maybe people are the ones that don’t…

I might know enough but not enough to know you closely, I might know some…

I hate that you make feel angry, I hate that you make feel confused, I…

Dear ____ , You may not ever hear the side of my narrative, of my…