Some stories bite. Some poems haunt. Mine often do both.
My name is Elaine, and I write with shadows on my shoulder and stars in my spine.
What you'll find here are reflections made of glass, grief, and spellwork.
	•	Fantasies stitched from forgotten languages
	•	Sapphic love tangled in time and myth
	•	Monsters painted on museum walls
	•	Fables where the animals speak softly of death
	•	And many more stories where feeling is survival

For readers who like their fiction poetic, painful, and a little cursed-welcome. Welcome to a new perspective.