you could say he gave birth to Pandora's box and we left it on her doorstep ______________________ a poetry and prose anthology centered around politics, civil rights, feminism, self-acceptance, love, etc. and inspired by artworks. @timespieces Copyright 2018

love and loss and language ･:*:･ﾟ☆ no. 1 in poetry june 18, 2019

bathing in spring showers. basking in cool shadows. a poem everyday in April. Copyright 2019 @timespieces

❝The truth hurts but secrets kill.❞ Everyone has a secret. Scarlett Hill kept many secrets, but her death was not one of them. Scarlett's death rocks the small town of Stonewalls, Virginia, and everyone involved, including her seven best friends. © Miranda/ Dreaminghly 2018-2020 [cover by @worldcry ]

THE ONLY THING STANDING BETWEEN US IS REALITY. © JUGULARS 2018

❝warm, kind, and gentle.❞

i wish i were stardust, wandering the lonely galaxy of your mind. copyright @cassinis 2019, poetry/prose/rambles

❝My youth is the foundation of me.❞ In the all-white, fully-heterosexual, placid suburb of Cleveland, everything is planned - from the layout of the winding roads to the colours of the houses to the humdrum lives its residents will go on to lead. Until self-proclaimed 'weed-master' Dawn Wilson comes to meet sweeter-than-candy Arabella Jones, the world comes to a stand-still and everything is questioned.

When Venus Wilson is found dead the day after her annual Halloween Bash, everyone assumes it was a tragic accident. Except it wasn't. And those who know there was foul play involved aren't enthusiastic about speaking up. + + + There were about forty people under the same roof as Venus Wilson the night she took her last breaths. Four people found her lifeless body, and all four ran in the opposite direction. The beginning of the end started for them when they failed to inform anyone about the body. Now, left alone with no one to talk to, the four must put the pieces together to determine the culprit, before their past deeds catch up to them. Despite desperate attempts at returning to normalcy, every night in the loneliest hours they find themselves asking the same question a mourning town does, What happened to Venus Wilson the night of her Halloween Bash? [EDITOR'S CHOICE 2020] *cover by @claraelisibeth*