A collection of poems dedicated to my mother to show my love I share to my parents but most entirely about the struggle of moms for us.

A poem dedicated to my dearest mother, lorena.

This is a poem for my mother. I wrote right off the top of my head. (copyright is in the poem and all rights are reserved.)

Eden had failed to love anything that breathed. Synonymy between him, the emotion and people is unheard of throughout the entirety of his existence. However, under very unlikely circumstances, he finds a soul to his liking.

we're dimes stuck in time (an exotic tale)

short observations of a fucked up planet by a fucked up alien Original cover art by : heezey Copyright © 2016, Polazoid ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any forms or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher. COPYRIGHT IS PUNISHABLE BY LAW.

we had it going, but then you broke the song

one of the biggest problems of being a teenage girl is that you're a teenage girl. ruby dillinger isn't special or anything, but she has her fair share of nanoscale problems — seducing josh kitsey, one-upping ruby lee, passing PE, combatting monsters of the boyish-white kind, her best friend going on a bible-bumping retreat into a third-world country for the next two months, and saving her sister from being roped into a terrorizing girl gang. (ok im doing elisa's challenge like 5 months late w/e) humor #158 teen fic #232

#18 in poetry (04/04/2016) 'I keep telling myself; you're okay you'll get through this things get better when i know deep down im broken. ' a collection of poems and quotes I write when I'm well, depressed.

I'M WRITING THIS BECAUSE I AM ANGRY AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS FIRE; I AM A COLLECTION OF BLACKENED COALS BUT BENEATH A LAYER OF ROCKS THERE IS A FIRE RAGING ON MORE PASSIONATE THAN EVER. BUT I AM ALONE, ALL CAMPERS HAVE FOOLISHLY EVACUATED. OR MAYBE IT IS MY FAULT FOR NOT SMOKING ENOUGH, OR NOT SPARKING THEIR INTEREST, I DON'T KNOW. I AM FUCKING ANGRY. COPYRIGHTED, 2015. JAKE SULLIVAN.