and that was the best part
my entry for poety battles! (based on a true story) team c let's goooo
A poem about childhood and summer nights, and beginning again. Thank you for reading! <3
The first part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and precious people around us! Enjoy!
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
A short spoken word poem which I wrote, about growth, childhood and the future. Thank you for reading, I hope to perform these some days. :) <3
a piece describing the alternating lives people all around the world have lived and how different everyone is.
Could we ever rewind the past? (Grandliterarysociety)
covering my ears like im five years old again sitting in the car tryna forget about my mom and dad
A spoken word poem based on a childhood memory. Thank you for reading! <3
The child had been an idyllic perfection. Treasured. Loved. But time always moves on.
- Took me 3 months to get this perfect.
My childhood has ended. What a wild time it has been.
For the poetry battle.
I wrote this in an airport on my way home.
The weirdo in the picture is meeeeee
my entry for poety battles! (based on a true story) team c let's goooo
A poem about childhood and summer nights, and beginning again. Thank you for reading! <3
The first part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and precious people around us! Enjoy!
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
A short spoken word poem which I wrote, about growth, childhood and the future. Thank you for reading, I hope to perform these some days. :) <3
a piece describing the alternating lives people all around the world have lived and how different everyone is.
Could we ever rewind the past? (Grandliterarysociety)
covering my ears like im five years old again sitting in the car tryna forget about my mom and dad
A spoken word poem based on a childhood memory. Thank you for reading! <3
The child had been an idyllic perfection. Treasured. Loved. But time always moves on.
- Took me 3 months to get this perfect.
My childhood has ended. What a wild time it has been.
For the poetry battle.
I wrote this in an airport on my way home.
The weirdo in the picture is meeeeee