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Have you ever had poetry knocking on your door? It taps on your eyelids while you try to sleep. It braids your hair and kisses your nose. Poetry links its arm in yours. Whispers secrets in your ear. It holds you and makes you believe that maybe, just maybe, you are capable of magic.

Will be posting regularly from now on. 

Greetings!
          Well I am writing a new poetry book. 
          Take care :)

"Black Bird s i n g i n g in The dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life you have been only waiting for this moment to arrive" 

"And so much depends
          Upon
          A red wheel
          Barrow
          
          Glazed with rain
          Water
          beside the white
          Chickens,"
          
          -William Carlos

hello, would you like to join my poetry awards? ^-^

Lights out is ranked #33 in abstract! I am so happpyyyy :) 

Just started checking out your poetry. Figured I'd give you a heads up that I'm only two poems in and stand just on the precipice of being head over heels in love with your writing. Also should warn you that I like to comment and probably wont be able to hold back. Please in no way feel obligated to respond to the comments I leave; just thought it was the polite thing to do to warn you before I just blow up your notications. 

New Post is up for lights out 

Hey! I was a little busy with packing. I am leaving for uni this weekend. Anywaysss I posted two chapters for lights out as a bonus to y'all. :)