Redemption…
By: Clara-Nicole~ Each night I fall asleep with a pen clutched in my hand, holding on for dear life because …
By: Clara-Nicole~ Each night I fall asleep with a pen clutched in my hand, holding on for dear life because …
I began writing in middle school, and I remember that the experience was humbling. For some reason kids have this …
By: Clara-Nicole~ Lightning struck your cheek, slithering it’s way into eye sockets slowly until your irises seemed to catch fire. …
My muse does not dance gleefully around bullet holes or clear away the pain of old stab wounds. Instead he …
By: Clara-Nicole~ On roof tops in dark hours will you read your words to me? While starlight trickles down reminding …
By: Clara-Nicole~ In early morning hours I will break the laws of gravity Defying logic and claiming I have never …
By: Clara-Nicole~ i. In darkness I bedded monsters who were never really after little children Instead, they wanted a lonely, …
By: Clara Nicole~ A comet shot across my life bright enough to show me in new light. As I made …
By: Clara-Nicole~ I memorize the rise and fall of your chest, the breath creeping down my neck, as I fold …