poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

sometimes, you feel void. #20 poetry july 14, 2016.

Everything remembered must be forgotten. The gods are glorious, and then they are not -- history is an ongoing clock. It trudges on.

❝Do me a favor, Wynona Benoit: tell me that unselfish deeds exist. Be careful though, because I'll start to believe in the world again if you do.❞

Because the city never sleeps. copyright 2018 @quibbIer

those rosenthal boys could eat you alive, and we jude girls love them. © fiona | 2017

"human beings are works in progress who mistakenly think they're finished" © taekth 2016

❝the endings are always disastrous.❞ an accursed g o d d e s s bound to a never-ending cycle of unreturned love. a charming m o r t a l suffering through the unwanted attention from the many women whom he has at his every whim. © fiona | 2016

It all started with the smash of a snow globe.