A girl returns home to her mother's occult shop to find that nothing has changed. Her mother won't deal with her problems. Her father won't let go of his. For this family, it seems the day is always ending. But will it ever end? [ © 2017 by shaye ]

{ Watty 2015 Winner + Featured Story } Meet Sawyer Jameson. On the outside, she's a normal seventeen year old girl with amazing friends, a charitable job and a loving family. She's beautiful, funny and easy to get along with and just by looking at her, you'd think that she's the perfect girl, living in the perfect world. On the inside though, just waking up and living her day-to-day life is a struggle for Sawyer. Well, aware of this fact, Sawyer's mother forces to see a psychiatrist after school on a daily basis in order to cope with the tragic events Sawyer encountered a year prior. Now meet Graham Cambridge. Those who don't know him could easily stereotype him as being a blunt, selfish, egotistical golden boy, just because he likes to party and play football. Those who actually know him though know that he's actually quite the opposite of all of those things. When Graham transfers from his elite prep school to Sawyer's high school and quickly takes an interest in her, things go from bad to worse. At least, that's what Sawyer's convinced herself of. What people don't realize though is that maybe they were wrong about Graham Cambridge and that his life is about as far from perfect as they come and that he and Sawyer are alike in more ways than one. Two completely different teenagers that maybe aren't all that different after all are about to embark on a wild ride that neither of them could have ever expected. Can they help each other get past their demented previous tragedies? Or are their bygones too great to ever escape them? And can Sawyer ever truly be saved? Full of romance, heartbreak and just a little bit of fate, the next couple of months will challenge both Sawyer and Graham in ways they never thought possible. And maybe, just maybe, something beautiful will come out of it. © Copyright 2013 Millie Morgan. All Rights Reserved.

In which I am you, you are me, and we are the moments that define us.

I'll meet you at the winter grave when sorrow give and darkness take, to bury our soul, our living bones, and fall to rest beneath the stones. // © 2016 by grymoire //

"Now your world is under siege, and you do not fit into the ruins." A collection of blackout poems. [ © 2016 by shaye ]

A million lives, loves and years, small as a grain of sand: this is how to put infinity in my mortal hands. A collection of the poems I wrote in 2016 [ © 2016 by shaye ]

And when the day returns to ashes and dark you'll find me stealing ephemeral infinities, like a thousand songs never again to be sung under fallen stars and mechanical cities. A collection of the poems I wrote in 2015 [ © 2015 by shaye ]

Let's fall into the sky. A poetry collection about the universe, for the universe. [ © 2015 by shaye ]

The Destiny was a ship destined to survive. But for its three crew members, destiny felt a lot more like death. [ © 2016 by shaye ]

In which a girl living in the 70s struggles to live with her disorder. [ © 2015 by shaye ]