she didn't want to go; there was mold, dirt, and loud children. now that she's there, she never wants to leave because every night, at 23:59, the clocks stopped.

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

❝We're a lot alike.❞ ❝I wish you wouldn't have said that.❞ Not everyone gets a fairytale ending. In which a girl remembers her darkest moments the year before, where she realizes she was more in love than what she assumed in the first place. © 2014 LostPiper [AUTHOR'S NOTE 2017 :: THIS IS AN EARLY STORY OF MINE, THE ONLY THAT IS STILL PUBLISHED. IT'S OLD, POOR ON FACT CHECKING, AND NOT REALLY GOOD. ALSO TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR SELF HARM MENTION/SCENES]

A series of mostly single stanza poems written from one romantic fool to another. (cigarettes side project)

"What was it like to witness the creation of the universe?" "Terrifying." When Atara, Merc, Cal and Lilith wake to darkness, they're each more than a little afraid. With no memory of who they were before, and with the universe bursting violently to life around them, they must work together to survive and to get home - wherever that may be. Because the longer they stay in this dark new world, the harder it is to do so. © 2015 by shayebay This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. All Rights Reserved Highest Rankings: #8 in Poetry; #20 in Science Fiction

"We often confuse what we wish for with what is." ~ Neil Gaiman

❝the uprising has begun.❞

[carmina - lat. - poetry] [open indefinitely]

june 8, 1984. how apt.