❛❛But the raven sitting lonely on the placid bust spoke only that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.❞
- Edgar Allan Poe
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There exist different versions of me in time, and I write because I want to immortalize each one of them.
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Stories by A.L.
- 3 Published Stories

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𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥
Poetry.
In here, lies pieces of me. In over-the-counter poetry.

Letters To Whomever
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𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥
Epistolary.
A series of letters (sent and unsent) for loves lost, found...

There You Were
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𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘
Short encounter fiction.
Anissa accidentally meets her ex of five years in a resto...