Stories by aravenlunartick
Life Limericks of a 'Syllable-Shit...
I fit my travelling adventures into 36 syllables. Approximately.
Hope Is My Dirt, My Water, My Suns...
Slam Poetry about our minds.
Slamming The Concepts of Love - A...
What is love to a single cell? How about God? Is it the same love we share? Is love a finite resource, or is...