Hi! My name is Erin. I've been writing poetry for about 17 years. My writing is free-verse and includes themes of spirituality, fantasy, and femininity. Happy reading!
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Stories by Erin Weaver
Shadows
I'm too late
The sun is just leftovers now
And the shadows are already
Dabbing paint on each other's faces
Li...
Mirrors
I set out to become aware of my existence. I thought one look in the silver glass might set me straight. I th...
The Mother
She touched my neck, she healed me. She told me I was alive.
As a child, I tugged on the lengths of her white...