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