#NaPoWriMo Day 3: The Moon. The Ocean.

Thus goes the story, hear ye, hear all!

Chipping Away.

One step at a time, right?

We Stayed Here.

Older and so much wiser...

Tired of Falling Asleep.

Have I mentioned I'm tired?

#NaPoWriMo Day 5: I Lived.

This poem is so close to my heart and I have only written it today.

#NaPoWriMo Day 3: Loving Words For A Memory.

We have painted this picture of what peace could look like.

#NaPoWriMo Day 1: The Little Dancer.

Sculpted to win over.

The Ever-Elusive.

Out of reach, but just barely.

Buried Six Feet Under.

Writing about metaphorical death is so much fun.

An Endless Fall.

Don't we all just yearn?

‘Hell to Pay’.

I thought an open-ended prologue would be a nice addition.

Forgotten Drafts CH8- ‘Zoned Out’.

What should your first step be?

Forgotten Drafts CH7- ‘The Lone Blossom’.

Never pick a flower that is thriving.

A Little Change.

There's a handful of things that I realized yesterday.

It’s Time.

Something spooky for the Fall.

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