Poetry

The Early Years
These first few are rather old, from 8-12 grade. Some refer to Kirasu Terelon, and are poems I had written for an online role-play.

No certainties

Anaphora

In Loving Memory

I Have

Whispers From the Past

A Prisoner Within

The Red Doors Spoke of Freedom

The Formative Years
These are only a few days to a year old. I'm trying new styles and experimenting with other writer perspectives, so check back frequently!

Abducted

Autumn Waters

Little White Me