leave your side

smile when the sun shines on you.

sleep

as nature quiets down, i await for Morpheus.

happy day

happy is today.

forest

a bird’s chirp is a hallow sound on the sacred forest ground.

blue

freed.who i am,who i wish to be,tied in expectationsof who they want me to berestrained within a cagethis bird cannot fly freeher feathers clippedblue wings shedwho i amlost. i tried to make a poem that is reversible… but it didn’t exactly work? everything makes sense except for the line “tied in expectations”, and i couldn’t

the green-tailed bird

a green tailed bird,its talons gripping tight to his shoulders –the coughs, the shakes – she touches him…the bird jumps,its talons gripping onto her shoulders;she walks on unknowingly,her mouth free to the wind –the coughs and shakes absent –to her grandma who smiles and laughsand the green tailed bird eats its next meal,its talons gripping

The Reality About “Happily Ever Afters”: An Ending Grounded in Fiction

I’ve never really enjoyed happily ever afters. Happily ever afters are a tidy way to end a story. It’s simple and easy. It leaves the readers with no questions, leaves the author feeling satisfied, and leaves everyone happy. I’ve never liked those endings. Because a world where everyone is happy is no world at all.

Flying in the Clouds

The girl jumped into the air, her gray feathered wings spreading wide and catching the wind. She whooped with joy as she soared upwards and then downwards, following the trajectory of the birds in front of her. Her dark hair flew every which way, forming a halo around her head. Her brown eyes glittered, and