[ poetry story / teen fiction ] : about teens, who were afraid. NOTE : feel free to skip the entirety of book i ; autumn and jump straight to book ii ; winter // © 2021-2022 @uranium-girl

Poems are an expression in words of the beauty seen in the things around you. Many a time these words do not entirely encapsulate what you mean or feel but merely are a fragment of the beauty it beholds, whatsoever it may be. This written word is to be looked upon with an open mind, understanding each word and visualise as you go. But these are stories that capture the heart. Vote and Comment your honest thoughts on them. Highly appreciated! 🥈~ in spoken word {11/04/20} 8th ~ in poetry {04/02/22}

My question marks were never caged but they always find ways to conceal their images and trick the pachydermatous spectator with artifice. Maybe, certainty can be Socrates listening to the mixtape in my closet? Maybe uncertainty can be me without my question marks at all.

[ poetry/short stories/collection ] ❝ you made the truth into what I lied, and I lied that I was beautiful ❞ . . . a collection of rainbows, theories, and dreams, of words faded around the edges with meanings that nothing could ever fade. a collection of seashells and nostalgia, sand filled baseball caps, scraped knees and bleeding hearts, colorless colors, stories of the lost and the found, and times when we are lost at sea. © 2021 @uranium-girl february 23, 2021 - march 18, 2021

''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.'' -Herman Hesse Disclaimer: I don't own any of the videos, photos used for this book. Credits go out to the owners.

1 writer, 2 am thoughts, 3 percent of battery, 4 hours of thinking, 5 reasons why, 6 word stories.

A poetry collection ------------------- My words will just die without having been read My voice will only be swallowed by the cavern of thoughts without leaving an echo My stories will cease to exist. COMPLETED. ©bil garcia/ flightywords

A collection of prose poetry. Cover by: @Glass_Sword

"My sad story begins the day it all ends. Our tragedy starts before we were friends." Told in poetry form, we follow the story of an anynomys girl to find out what caused her death. **** "What I like about this is that we know how it ends. We're not here for a happy ending. We're here to see the beauty in tragedy." - @suzilikespizzas