Webweaving Stories

Finn was no ordinary spider. While his siblings spun webs in the corners of Glen Rock, Finn dreamed of something more-shimmer, story, and a fortune of his own. One morning, with a satchel stitched from sun-reactive beads and a heart full of mischief, he tiptoed past the blinds and into the wide world beyond the pantry into the big wide world.

this is just a little bit of poetry. I like to write it in my free time or when I'm feeling lots of emotions and can't exactly put it into words. This is not perfect and it is messy, just like me and my life.

// (n.) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort. POV of a boy/girl/non-b

POEMS!!!!