about a boy

| POETRY / PROSE | a collection of my most irrepressible thoughts and emotions © 2022

There are times when beautiful worlds emerge in our heads- it would be a great waste for them to remain in there.

Winter Trails is an album of my poems, journeying through late fall when the wire of the trees begins to dominate, till the end of January. After promoting it and it soaring to three quarter million reads, Wattpad unceremoniously dumped it. Here it still is though.

"We were a story half-finished, hanging by fragile threads of what-ifs, told through the poetry and tragedy of almosts."

❝perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.❞ We are all imperfect because we're human. It's just who we are- flawed. We can't ever be perfect, no matter how much we try. I accept the imperfection dare. (a collection of short stories) [march 15th, 2014- 2016} © phoebe h. 2014 (cover by kosmicki)