#thewritingclub

En el pequeño pueblo de Iowa, han ocurrido sucesos oscuros e inesperados que tienen atemorizada a la población. Nuevamente, el rostro de una madre ansiosa reporta la desaparición de su hija Isabella a

Soy reafirmación. Reafirmo mi poder, mi importancia y mi soltura de ser, de sentir, de explorarme en cada hábitat, en cada espacio y en cada alma. Soy y reafirmo lo que soy: una lluvia de estrellas nocturna,

A little girl eager to ditch childhood and grow up because she sees it as a means of escape.

The heat was becoming unbearable, his shirt was sticking to his body, he tried to cool himself by washing his face, but nothing worked. He decided to give up and continued working in the sweltering heat.

‘But if you push it off a cliff, it stays in the air, doesn’t it?’. I didn’t know what I was doing at this workshop, of all I could have chosen to go to. I’d signed up for mushroom foraging, which was

So recently I had major reconstructive surgery done to my right shoulder. For me to write on hive I'm using voice to text, I will try to be as diligent and vigilant as I can be about spell checking before

A collection of my poetry on HIVE. Each is a little snapshot of my life, and when I read them, I remember how I felt at the time. It all comes back to me better than a photograph. I never wrote poetry