Crass Stories

Glass slippers don't work for this Cinderella. When not under the watchful eye of her stepmother, Syndre-Lynn Marcelus is everything a young woman of purity shouldn't b...

This is a poem that encapsulates the idea of autumn, bereft of corruption. In the jolly of a conversation with a dear friend, she asked me to write about autumn. I did...

Will wants to get to class, on time, for once, and when his friends start wasting time once again, Will wishes for new friends. It isn't until a teacher catches his frie...

I am so Humored by the sugar-free gummy Gummy bear reviews on Amazon that I seek to preserve those stories here. Amazon has been deleting several of said reviews, And s...

(y/n) tends to mean your name.

Reports indicate a possible feud between the head caretaker and the dead caretaker.

[Poems constantly written and updated, Annotations coming soon.] Barren to be forgotten within her mind, Ess, a lonely soul amidst a rank and dour forest, comes true to...