Daughter4254 used to think life in a community where art, music and names are outlawed would suffocate her creative spirit. Now that she’s rotting in a prison cell, she’s not sure her dying mother made the right choice when she entrusted her with the secrets of rebellion. Prison has given her plenty of time to relive every mistake and lose all hope. Her next stop is the MindWipe. Then she meets Thomas, a fellow inmate, who tells her stories of the mythical mountain colonies where people have names and the arts thrive. Together they plot an escape, knowing if they fail, they will die. Or worse, their consciousness will be taken by the MindWipe, leaving their bodies free for the government to use. When nothing goes as planned, Daughter4254 must choose between using her mother's secret to better the world she hates, or following Thomas to the quiet life of freedom she has always craved.

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

The Poetry Project was ongoing from early 2013 through April 30, 2014. It invited readers to submit prompts, which I turned into poems. The prompts were quite varied and let me stretch my skills, like doing calisthenics. The project is over, but the poems remain.

Have you ever thought about the shy, awkward and quite, who seems almost mute girl in class. Just sat and wonder why she doesn't talk, or try to make friends, or why she does shows up to class and leave without speaking a word if she can help it. Or even why she dresses the way she does, or why she dyes her hair how she does. She dresses like she's trying to stand out but words and actions speaks differently. Have you ever just wonder or talk to your friends about why she does that? There could be so many different reasons why she does that. It could even be you, that is always a possible choice in this deceiving game everyone calls life. Have you ever wonder how she feels, ever? Take a step inside of Rikki Ivy's life as the girl on the other side.

They reached for the salt at the same time, And for a moment, their skins touched. They tensed and retracted their hands; he frowned. But then, who was he to judge?