we writers are weird.
the way in which we view the
world makes our stories.
:/
ahoy!
inactive.
How does it work?
Amazing 🤩🤩 welldone excellent story 🎉🥳
indeed!
More stories from Chloe and writers in Poets and other communities.
not everyone is bad. some people don't think like you-- and that's fine. some people don't talk like you-- and that's fine.
By Chloe2 years ago in Poets
My feet sink into the wet sand as the tide flushes by, covering everything in disappearing crystals of warm ocean. I’m running, I think, and the spray clings to my ankles, obscuring my legs from the lens.
By Maura Bernstein4 days ago in Poets
The needles bring flow. My project follows pattern, but my mind runs free.
By Ophelia Keane Braeden7 days ago in Poets
Silhouettes of the female form were given flesh and bone. Silken skin glistened under the spotlight. Dry ice rose around our Icons as they danced atop their podiums in the Square. Heralded for their beauty, their movements were slight, powerful, and sensual.
By Paul Stewart4 days ago in Fiction
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Amazing 🤩🤩 welldone excellent story 🎉🥳
indeed!