Dare I? (poem)

Who am I truly underneath, I do not know, Dare I see the real me and love it all? Letting go of familiar roles is not easy, They are comfortable and have their rewards. At times, my body feels like a stranger, One I cannot still forgive, It carries the unseen stains and grit, That... Continue Reading →

Hurt people are like roses (short story)

There once was a girl with long green hair. She liked to travel, sometimes by foot, and sometimes with her heart and mind. In her journeys, she connected to magical worlds and wise beings who shared their knowledge with her; this helped her to discover herself. This story is about one of those journeys. The... Continue Reading →

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