My body began to curl itself into a ball and sounds of pain helplessly escaped from my throat. The startled animal sounds began to project from my body as it continued to go into shut down mode. It's like the walls have begun to collapse and all of the rubble is falling on top of me and only me. I can hear people screaming and shouting, but for some reason, I feel like I am the only one who can hear them. They are screaming for me to leave, to just run away. They are all so scared of this catastrophic earthquake. Because everything that they know is falling apart. - Book 1 in "Born to Die" series #236 in Teen Fiction

"Her love was like alcohol, and I adored being intoxicated"

"You were drunk off of Hennessy, but I was drunk off of you." Delilah constantly carried around her notebook full of perforated pages, seemingly always writing in it. If you flipped through the 100-page, spiral notebook, you would be surprised to find that it's not full of notes from class, drawings, or stories; instead, you would find letters to a classmate she loved since she laid eyes on her.

「 WATTYS 2019 WINNER 」 the failings of a surgically healed heart, is a series of autobiographical poems arranged into six thematic parts to form a collection which examines the idea of the collective and how that informs individual. i. family an exploration of my relationship with the men and boys in my household and how that has worsened, whilst the opposite is true of the rest of my family ii. immigrant an exploration of the immigrant experience and how as the first child of igbo parents; i was the intermediate between the east and west iii. spirituality an exploration of growing up in the catholic faith and an examination of all its faults and hypocrisies. iv. loving an exploration of friendship, artistry, sexuality, failed romance, but most importantly self-love and all it entails. v. womanhood an exploration of how in many ways puberty was a bitter sweet reality check along with everything that it entailed. vi. catharsis a reflection on the worst period of time in my life where, with hindsight, i come to terms with harsh and lovely realities of life and death.

「 2nd Place Winner of the 2018 Golden Awards | LGBTQ+ 」

Watty's 2019 Poetry Winner An LGBTQ+ Poetry Collection, about the good, the bad, and the sad of coming out, dating, and existing as a proud member of the LGBTQ+ community. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I started so small With nothing to say for me at all Just a bird in a world of birds Just a being who has not much to show for themselves I worked hard though Even when everyone else cast me out Threw me out I stayed strong I battled the forces of nature As they came my way I kept going And learned to fly I flew above everyone else And saw what I had become With my wings outstretched I saw who I am; A mockingbird ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- ~Dedicated to Keefe, who supported me when I found myself lost in the midst of my identity~

Ain't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile meanings, Come on in! #5 Rank 17th & 25th Aug 2015- Best Coexistence of Pain,love and life in words and verses!! The subtle aches of living, We walk over and again through time. The assuring ache of happiness, Cornering in one's eyes. The callous ache of betrayal, Scratching through layers of insecurity. The grim hurt and hatred, With the chaos of love's insanity. The sorrow of being a strange soul With tears of loneliness. 9# rank 5th August 2015 8# rank 7th & 13th August 2015 6# 19th and 20th Aug BEST- #5 RANK 17th & 25th AUGUST 2015

A compilation of short poems and quotes written by yours truly. Highest: #1 in poetry All Rights Reserved © John Schorwinson 2017 Marvellous cover made by @soundthealarm

(Completed) poetry and prose for a girl i probably should stop writing for (Copyright © 2016 by vanillaVDE)

A new word everyday to keep the engines of your mind whirring smoothly because we don't want them to grow old and rusty, now do we? ;)