Category: Completed Works
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Of Shades and Primaries: Blue
A collection of poems I made back when I had a fixation on colors and the personalities and meanings associated with them Blue I’m one of the Primaries I don’t think there’s anything wrong with the Secondaries I’m the responsible one so by default I’m often made the leader Though to be honest, I’m more…
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Of Shades and Primaries: Red
A collection of poems I made back when I had a fixation on colors and the personalities and meanings associated with them Red I’m one of the Primaries So much more superior to the Secondaries Feel my power, feel my strength Look at my long my wavelengths Don’t I stand out? A girl in a…
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Of Shades and Primaries: White
A collection of poems I made back when I had a fixation on colors and the personalities and meanings associated with them White I’m one of the Shades The Primaries and Secondaries are my children, look at my fine young men and maids With a little help from me you’ll make a wonderful bride Such…
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Of Shades and Primaries: Gray
A collection of poems I made back when I had a fixation on colors and the personalities and meanings associated with them Gray I’m one of the Shades I’m indifferent to the Primaries and Secondaries, I do not join in their promenades Since you’re here have a seat, but it’s not like I care I…
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Of Shades and Primaries: Black
A collection of poems I made back when I had a fixation on colors and the personalities and meanings associated with them Black I’m one of the Shades The Primaries and Secondaries? Please, I’m in no mood for their charades. I have no time for this, if you have business with me then cut to…
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The Pianist
TRIGGER WARNING: IMPLIED DOMESTIC ABUSE Lydia made her way down the dim stairwell, unsteady on her feet. She leaned her shoulder against the railing and gingerly proceeded step by step. It was after 6, the sun had already set yet her father hadn’t turned on a single light between the upstairs hallway and the kitchen.…
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From “Known Unknown” a collection of poetry and short stories – “Daisy”
~ It’s an odd feeling wanting to be understood in an intimate way but at the same time wanting the freedom of being a mystery. Thus, here you have my words, but not my face. Daisy You are 20. Your room is lilac purple with white accents. Your bed is small and has been around…
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Practical. Perfect. Princeton.
Practical. Perfect. Princeton. The first two were traits that she needed to have. The third was a destination. A destination that if she failed to arrive at would make her whole journey meaningless. It was because of the place that Olive’s toys had been taken away from her early. Nerf or nothing? Try Princeton or…
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From “Known Unknown” a collection of poetry and short stories – “Watching Him Paint”
~ It’s an odd feeling wanting to be understood in an intimate way but at the same time wanting the freedom of being a mystery. Thus, here you have my words, but not my face. TRIGGER WARNING: IMPLIED SUICIDE AND EMOTIONAL ABUSE Watching Him Paint I don’t know how I got here. I stood in…
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From “Known Unknown” a collection of poetry and short stories – “Dryad”
~ It’s an odd feeling wanting to be understood in an intimate way but at the same time wanting the freedom of being a mystery. Thus, here you have my words, but not my face. Dryad A beautiful day greeted me as I emerged from the shadows and climbed the hill. ‘Beauty is all that…
The Writing Coconut 