Rebel Yell

Wordsmiths, our thoughts will become fingerprints that will fly on sound waves, generation after generation Words, the ones so artfully placed will swiftly carry the culpable away We are bound to the exploration of human truth, the tempest of rolling angst Wordsmiths, fashion your eternal robes of literature with precious Read more

The Warriors

Time, a robber disguised, rubbed the edges of her tenet, eroding the pillars of confidence that she adhered to, ones that she constantly held- against daily attacks on her spirit. She is naked while dreaming. She is naked, living in a land of ‘It never was this way before’ She Read more