Poem #75: Tapestry
And youth rarely understands what it does not create or so i've been told. ~bhscorch [!
time for a change.
you look to the left, every body falls right you look to the right, every body falls left you look straight ahead and everybody stops dead you look around you I look beyond I see walls of fluff, how about you? I look at the garments of others...
Chocolate Factory/Care A Lot
To all my adults, and other youths with me, they may not have thought of such experiences as much, but to me, they mean _a lot_.
Dignified Supreme Crunch (Otherwise Untitled)
With the vigor appropriate to combining hungers found in youth and freedom of flowing beans, her voracious consumption of burrito further soured the older fox's reckoning of the meal she'd requested.
Youth
#3 of underneath the wars anika grows up in this 'historical fiction' written 2013 **youth** while life was getting harder for morphs in america, the growing population in western australia made many things better.
Filling the Void - Chapter Two
I'm aiming for a once-a-week posting, with the target day being Wednesday, to spread things out between other author's postings \*cough\*...Hockey Hunk...\*cough\*... My LIfe is Super...\*cough\* I missed that target this week not because it wasn't...
Broken Youth- Chapter 1
#1 of broken youth follow ryan as he adjusts to his new life in southern california, helping the local kids out at the youth center, and falling in love with the leader of the program.
Everlasting
Wakes of the past soon seethe through youthful bellies, one such churned towards the merciless gambit drenched in kingdoms' treasure.
Broken Youth- Chapter 5
#5 of broken youth follow ryan as he adjusts to his new life in southern california, helping the local kids out at the youth center, and falling in love with the leader of the program.
Broken Youth- Chapter 4
#4 of broken youth follow ryan as he adjusts to his new life in southern california, helping the local kids out at the youth center, and falling in love with the leader of the program.
Wrapped in Piano Strings
Writer's note: It's been quite a while since I'd written my last story, a story which I wrote on what you might call impulse or a whim. However, since writing this story I have received a certain amount of praise. I feel as though I should apologize...
From Nameless (unfinished)
She was the first one he had ever caught. This steel-type Pokémon with blue fur and long, pointed ears who was curled up on his bed sleeping soundly next to him. She was the first one who he ever had any real connection with, which is probably how they...