A poetry collection about what it takes to love and lose someone. cover by @classicoverthinker

Now published as a Wattpad Book! Get your copy at all major bookstores, or find the e-book at your local library! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. When Marina discovers that her older brother, assumed dead these last three years, is actually trapped in another dimension, she teams up with both her crush and her brother's alleged killer to rescue him...despite the consequences. ***** When Marina follows Brady, her longtime crush, into the boiler room beneath the high school, it isn't just because he's gorgeous. It's because somewhere down there, hidden from the world, are three doors labelled Yesterday, Tomorrow, and Today. And behind one of those doors lurks the answer to the question Marina has been asking for three years: what really happened the night her brother died? [2019 Watty Winner, Young Adult]

Conan Hill is a trans male looking to escape his haunting past. He wants nothing more than to keep his head down and remain unnoticed at his new school, though that is quite difficult when the captain of the track team seems to have fallen for him. ***** Life has been hard for Conan. In hopes of escaping past bullies and finding a fresh start where no one knows who he used to be, his family decides to move from Texas to Massachusetts. He makes a promise to himself that he will survive high school by going unnoticed and avoiding any conflict that might reveal his former identity. But this ends up being more difficult than expected when the school's golden boy and popular jock, Owen Wilson, takes up a keen interest in him. Could this be the beginning of something beautiful for Conan, or just another chapter of his life that he would have to run away from? Content/trigger warning: This story contains themes of bullying, transphobia, homophobia, abuse, and suicidal thoughts, as well as sexual activity. [[word count: 80,000 - 90,000]] Cover designed by Jenna Conrad

and our bloodstreams were poisoned by this toxic love. [[lowercase intended.]]