The Devil’s Game

A Fantasy Story

Prologue (sort of):
This story isn’t my best work, but I love the concept so much I…

Stupid Man

An Angry Poem

I was never a fan of this stupid man
Thinking he’s the shit
When he should really be being…

Belle Âme: Cheeks Of Rose With Skin As White As Snow

Medusa

Why must I hide — Poem

Poem

Why I Love To Rhyme

I don’t know why I love to rhyme,
My poem, I feel should chime 
They say I’m a thing of the past,
Yet I like to think they…

Dollhouse

Wrappers fly,
A house so divine,
Living in a mansion,
So in twined with the room's line,