Tag Archives: Writing
This was a little something I shared on a site some time ago. When I was fifteen, I wrote a poem that earned me a spot in a writer’s workshop. I didn’t submit it, a teacher did. I was the … Continue reading
We are liquefied by our own heat. Expanding and releasing into each other. Continue reading
There were no restraints circling her ankle, no locks on her door. Without Kieren’s interest or protection, Iona was left open. She was at the mercy of his men. They could do whatever they chose. Men without rules lack a heart…Iona sat waiting, rocking back and forth with her hands clasped.
it’s not easy being a girl…sometimes/there are choices you must make alone/there is the woman you must become/there is the life you must live/there is a girl you must kiss goodbye