A common name like Arjun had no relative importance in my mind, me having not met a person able to create an impact in my life. That's when an 'Arjun' appeared in my life. An asshole, who strangely amassed a large amount of importance in my existence (in a very short amount of time). ~

Born with a damaged heart, Leanna Weston has lived a sheltered life with little chance at adventure. When she hears that Finvarra's Circus is coming to her small town, she sneaks off to witness the magic first hand, sure that this is her only chance at experiencing true magic-even if the frightening rumors about the heartless Ringmaster, Finvarra, are true. Caught by Finvarra, Leanna is given one chance at survival: she must join the circus. As slowly she becomes part of the strange family, Leanna learns that there is more than magic to this circus, but an ancient curse that has tied Finvarra's life to its rings. If the circus fails, he dies. Leanna vows to save the circus, but when a ruthless enemy emerges, set on destroying it and Finvarra, will Leanna be able to save them both, or will her broken heart fail her just when she needs it most? Cover Artist: Lisa Rhodes

Moonlit poems to help others remember what's important... [Originally titled "Finding Earth"]

This is a story about a lot of things. Things like bluebirds and Harbingers, ukuleles and fancy bicycles, old people, young people, poetry, weed and no-good boyfriends, digging through trashcans, painting, recycling, smoking and drinking, friends and neighbors, parties and Christmas gifts, stolen things and lost things, dancing, terrible singing, guilt, angry people and sad people, but also happy people, nursing homes, a large black dog named Moppy, tree-climbing and ice-skating, smiling, and above all, an old man named Humphrey. Told from the fresh perspective of nine-year-old Lola Wosey. ~~ Everything in this story came from my head. All of the characters, events and settings are fictional and are mine. You absolutely may not reproduce or use this book or any part of it. It's mine. Don't be a jackass about it. © R.M. Cage 2014, and all that.

In a flash life changes How do we move on The person who loved and tormented the soul now gone Do we cry Do we Yell Do we follow them Or should we write our broken words Trying to find who we are Without them we are lost We must take a journey Self discovery the reward Just write Just write out the soul

Another poem

In a post-apocalyptic world, Kaylo Noon searches for a place to breathe in fresh air. There had been a drought... for two hundred years. The planet's water supply is nonexistent. Plants have become myths. Along with oxygen. There are less than ten million people left on Earth, surviving on air created by machines. Recycled air, only giving you enough to live. Kaylo wants more than that. Following in her deceased brother's footsteps, she decides to go in search of the Great Haven, which is supposedly on the other side of what used to be the Caribbean Sea. There's just one problem: She has to travel by foot. Kaylo sets out on her quest for the Great Haven, her only company memories, sand, and, oh, that team of scientists who is trying to kill her. Then her Carbon Shifter "malfunctions". She has a limited supply of air, and is beginning to feel like she, like her brother, was destined to die.