This is a collection of Shorts and unfinished pieces that I wrote and loved in days long past or had terminated prematurely. These are pieces that couldn't hold my attention or have been forgotten to time. I wanted to post them somewhere instead of letting them collect dust in my archives, because again, I loved them...
This is a collection of poems from my youth that were pretty edgy and poorly written. Here, I've updated, edited, and reinvented them so they are not just a pile of lost causes in my poetry archives.
This collection explores the waning of platonic love and the nostalgia of missing someone who wasn't good for you; the idea of missing someone without wanting them back. It is all about the cycles that I've gone through to mourn this person, my insecurities, and reform without them.
Kenyon's apartment has become the hot spot for the most intense parties in all of Vienna. He doesn't mind, but sometimes he thinks he should. At his apartment, everything is fair game and nothing is off limits, except his Roommate.
Uvee is charming. He always seems to wiggle out of trouble by the skin of his teeth, but the further he dives into shady employment opportunities, the lower his success rate. He always prided himself on his wit and charisma, but now, he may be in too deep.
Whether it be for her beauty or her scant outfits, Mikaila is used to being stared at. She can roll with it. Having people's attention can be its own kind of power, right? But her beauty comes with thorns - and a mean streak she can't seem to shake.
Tabystar's dream is to be an author, her best friend, Briar, is an artist. He makes even the most intricate pieces look effortless and soft. With Briar's help, Tabby struggles on with her labor of love . Despite his support, one questions haunts her every aspiration : "What if I'm not good at this?" Riddle never beli...