We weep

For at the altar of dreams

We are freed


Sunrise (a haiku)

On a blacksmith beam, pole vault over the city into the sunrise. *** I saw this image on Grace of the Sun’s poem and it inspired me to write my own poetry:) If you want more…check out my buy me a pizza page for a fun little poem using song lyrics

Do you sleep with the lantern on?

You write by lantern light late at night no clock to tell the time. — It’s so quiet, the buzzing in the walls has died. — the lamps across the street are on. So I think we will be okay, won’t be stranded on our remote-less island for too long. — Youtube addiction? Nah, it’sā€¦

Not sure where to start? How about…

Pretty poetry

A story on mental health and Dissociative Identity Disorder

Short stories of tweens home from magic boarding school, thrown into family drama

Articles on autism and writing tips

Flickers of fallen people haunt this death mage

Consider šŸ•buying me a pizzašŸ•