Talieb Stories

These are just a few dark/sad/greatful poems that I wrote to get me through a dark place in my life.

Keyla is going blind. That's all there really is to it. No more marching. No more playing the trombone. No more fun family outings. Just darkness and sad days. But- with...

Marc was always ready for anything. He planned his own funeral when was two, wrote his will when he turned eight, and even figured out who he was going to marry, but, to...