Talks about literature, the world, and everything in between.
Gothic Short Story co-written with Janae Bigcraft My mummy tucked me into bed. It’s the last time I get to see her until summer, because tomorrow’s the first day of winter. I start tearing up and she wraps her hands around me and I ask her, “Why do you leave for so long?” She says…
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“That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.”
– Emily Dickinson