Broad daylight.
Tegan saw the world in a wrong glimpse of vibrant and fluorescent neon bars. And she, from earth 8934my-ers56, disappeared right in front of the news-reporters.
A book of poems written by me.
Please note, I'm an amateur and am constantly editing my pieces.
This is here to get my work out for others to read.
If you have any suggestions for poets to check out, please feel free to let me know :)
Just a 3 am poem I wrote, well that and an addition of short stories, (along with various other random thoughts and ideas), written in the wee hours of the morning.