supernova

"I didn’t care about what it was. I didn’t care if it would hurt me. My curiosity overthrew my fear. My hope overthrew my past. It was a new beginning; at least it could be."

After believing her SKINS were gentle and loving people, Blythe is faced with a tragic event which raises a seemingly easy choice that alters the course of history.

Why can't she tell her? Why doesn't she know? Why doesn't she remember?

A childhood memory.

War is sweet to those who have not fought.

Waiting for the slightest kiss of summer...

An author? Me? Let's see!

how does it feel when you cry?

A description of life.

Your truth. Your flaws. Your reflection.

The Earth is like a grand book that holds every story imaginable.

A poem about the air you breathe.