When my blood goes cold is when my ink runs out.
Scared of putting pieces of myself out there. Because, after all, as Whitman said:
"...song, issuing from its birth-place, after fulfillment, wandering,
Reck'd or unreck'd, duly with love returns."
This is a space for my poetry, which was once hidden in the pages of a journal, petrified of discovery.
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May 16, 2018 07:29PM
My fanfic Why Did You Stop is #6 in the #cherylxtoni!!! Whaaaa??!! This is crazy! Thanks a lot to all who read!View all Conversations
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FUEL and Other Poems
Sky high
I shall fly,
Even if they set my wings on fire.
On the rare occasions when I manage to tame my thoug...
Why Did You Stop?
What happens when Penelope leaves Cheryl home alone for a night?
Daydreams
An avid daydreamers puts their musings in black and white.