Cherry

His Father's Son

Alexander’s never known you and yet he swears he loves you. Vows to follow in your footsteps

Haiku diary (1-4)

Well if everyone else is doing it... :)

Beyond Samhair

Good versus evil transcends both time and place .
Cherry

Well; Or, Poem For John McCain

Well below the solar plexus Grace rests easier than Pride

Conversation With My Thirteen-Year-Old Self

You sit on your dad’s desk chair prodding that pale star-shaped scar on your right thumb, trying to mould it back into the skin. But still it reappears, shining just as before.

Tipping the Waiter

Since she lost your arms she is finding furniture quite supportive.
Cherry

Two Cheers

Yes, just two...

My Imaginary Friend

I laid in bed, thinking about "stuff." Like last week when my mom totally disappeared. That night I cried. That night I wished for mom to come back. She didn't come back.

Underwater

please, please! oh pretty please comment me??? i'd really appreciate it let me kno if i'm doing good. luv, Miss Poet

True Love (Vampire Story) #3

I walked slowly to school, on the dark, cement floor. I was wearing my #1 t-shirt and a pair of faded jeans. A little distance away, I saw my new school. A dark school. I shivered.

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