A poem about what I see.

Tsm. </3.

This is a novel I am working on. one of four chapters.

Though humans boast themselves of sprinting and running various track and field games in Olympics once in four years, the animalympics happens every minute in the lives of the magnificent creatures.

^.^

Kenya is a beautiful country. Animals, amazing places.. .. .. .

A short poem.

My run-in with a real life ghost.

A poem about my last adventure as a girl scout. Dedicated to the one who took us- Glenda.

I am still aching over him. & I love him more than anyone could possibly understand. But the pain the memories cause make me wish there were none.