Comeagain Stories

A taste of someone's summer this year.

A NYC newcomer in the darkness of night.

A small glimpse into the world of a little 5 year old girls mind on a dark night.

My encounters and reactions to sexuality and my way of figuring out how to cope and accept it.

This is how I tend to write anymore.

The rain above your head. Think about it.

A young lady returning from a painful break up in a harsh winter rain.

One day there was a boy walking down the street and he got tasered by a cop. He was knocked out for an hour. when he woke up he was in a garbage truck.He said,"ddjh...

Think of how a book becomes a book.

The shadow boy, everyone knows one.

Restless night and pain,they boil into words and darkness.

Inspired by her experiences during MASTS 2019 at Camiguin.

Love is a war zone,dodging bullets from each other or getting hit and shaking it off to keep moving. But sometimes..you get hit too hard to move.

Quite a random piece that I wrote.

A poem that I made for girl that is close to me

This is how I tend to wake up in the morning.