A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
years and years. I was nothing, but now...?
By: Ioana Moldovan
This is a short story about my grandmother Hilaria A.K.A. Ama. She will be turing 102 years old this November. I hope you all enjoy, with respect, G!
I have never seen my grandparents if they will be alive i will take care of them with all my heart 💖😭
#7 in my Phobia Series. My previous story seem to have gone well, much to my delight, so I decided to try my hand at it again. This time, about 'philophobia'. Thank you for reading. <3
Piano tiles are clipped nails.
What had the old man done to scare so the child I was?
The person in the mirror is different for everyone. Can you live with them?
Simnel cake, a forgotten Easter tradition.
(18+ SENSITIVE TOPICS) Obvs not the actual Paradise Lost, but I put II after it so its not plagarism. THIS IS THE ONLY ONE OF THESE, I HAVEN'T WRITTEN A PRIOR POEM
this is bad just bear with me
A throwback! I wrote this story in 8th grade (I think). Tell me what you think of this style!