A collection of my poems on random topics

poems, of some sort. just hanging there, really.

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

Felix Welter is a superhero. In the safest, most normal town in America. Did someone say 'be yourself'?

There is an intangible magic to the secret double-lives of strangers on trains. She spends her journeys gazing out at city lights outside the window of the train. He watches strangers on the seats around him. Two strangers living off the stories of strangers, with only one journey to find their own. {Written 2013.}

❝O Romeo Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?❞ ❝I'm right here.❞ ∘∘∘ As her senior year comes to a close, ultra-feminist theater extraordinaire Amelia Delaney Windham wishes to go out with a graceful bow in her final stage production at Waverly Prep. The only problem: this year's play is Romeo and Juliet. Worst of all, she's stuck playing doe-eyed Juliet, with a Romeo whom she passionately despises more than the play itself. (The feeling is rather mutual.) Another possible problem: she may or may not be falling in love with her best friend.

A collection of notes, a public library, two teenagers, and zero spoken communication.

Pearls of wrath and pearls of glow. Pearls of wrath and pearls of scorn.

AnchoredShips quote contest entry. cover by @peterpanner [ © billie rose two-thousand-&-fourteen ]

There once was a traveling man who met a girl with no name. This is her side of the story, and it begins when she met him up in Delaware in 1937.