windsong

poems

The Nothing Cupcake

Who would have thought that the ultimate destruction could be so delicious?

laid

chick: am i a people? chicken: no, you're a chicken chick: do chickens come from people? chicken: no. chickens come from eggs. chick: are eggs born? chicken: no. eggs are laid chick: are people laid? chicken: some are. others are chicken anyway, these are some of my eggs...

Rainbow People: An LGBTQIPA Poetry Series

A Series of LGBTQIPA poems.

The Mistaken Girl

Aurora and Auburn Wellington are twins who look almost exactly alike. One night, while getting groceries, Aurora witnesses a murder involving two thug brothers named Derek and Jayden. Frightened, she gets chased back home, where eventually the two men leave. The next morning, while Aurora is out, Auburn is kidnapped...

what you did

all right so this is how it is. i know there are so many people who feel this. my heart is for you. i am done with that... ish. i have not cut in almost a month! it gets better. just keep walking on ok! ever need any one there is me

is it still a joke now?

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. : )

Daddy's Little Girl (Complete book- limited time only)

Harrison Kringe loses more than his wife when she suddenly dies after giving birth; he loses his mind. He blames his newborn baby girl for his devastating loss. She will pay the price for his insanity. Taught from birth to know only unimaginable horror, Harrison creates a monster. Can he control his creation, or will...

Don't Look for Me

Three packs... all full of werewolves. MoonClan. SunClan. FangClan. I, Lana, live in MoonClan; the pack full of pure bloods. I am supposed to live in FangClan, the pack of vampire-werewolves, but my father wanted a better life for me so he snuck me into MoonClan. You see, if you are a vampire-werewolf, you are shunned...

Did You Notice?

This is a small compilation of poems I write at night, which is mostly when I'm most creative. Topics can vary throughout the book, but I really do hope you guys enjoy it.

Remember

What if we were all connected in some way? Across time? Across space?

snake

this is actually a real story snake is my boyfriend im not going to say his real name he is coincided dark and im coincided dark hope you like it

The Rats ...