Star-Crossed

There was a prompt I once read that said “If you were writing a story about someone who fell in love with a person they had never met, but in the end that person was the death of them, what would the final line be?” Naturally I went ahead and wrote a poem instead.

Darkness is Beauty

I think darkness has it’s own beauty to it. The concept that darkness gives birth to the light is beautiful within itself. Light and Dark are opposites but they need each other to survive. They thrive on each other and they give us the world we see today.