WX.
I don’t owe you
Anything.
Nothing at all.
I don’t have anything else
To offer.
But you know that – don’t you?
Just look at your damn sweater
I have knit you everything I could
It now has holes and you trip on the
Threads.
Perhaps you would like to tangle
Yourself in those threads
They didn't let you down
You did.
You dig, dig, and dig.
hello! my name’s ani and i’m a recent college graduate with a degree in creative writing. writing’s always been a passion of mine and this is just my space to post what i’ve been working on. i typically enjoy writing literary fiction, psychological thriller, and experimental pieces. but i also just write whatever comes to mind! hope you enjoy my ramblings!
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main blog
book reviews blog
personal website
below, you’ll find some of my finished works and any wips i have (which aren’t many but still) likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated and i hope you enjoy your stay🤍
Current WIP
With the Stars as My Compass: After ten years of wondering just who her father was, Noemi Clarkson finds the answer in a place she’d least expect. Following his funeral, Noemi is introduced by her estranged brother to the magical world of Mystics, people who are blessed by the Angels to guide wayward Spirits to the Castle in the Sky. When faced with the everchanging landscape before her, Noemi must ask herself if she’s willing to part with her normal life for the sake of the greater good.
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Our love is a garden
A garden that has rare flowers, bugs of all types,
And weeds.
You and i are the gardeners.
Do you tend to our flowers, our bugs, our weeds?
You let it blossom
We let it blossom into something beautiful
Sometimes we forget to water our garden
To care for it
Vines grew
With thorns we never knew
Till now
It’s okay to step away
It’s okay to take a break
The shovel, the watering can,
All of it will be here waiting
For you
For our love to bloom
I understand that you blink and life goes by
You blink and everything is not
What it once was
all i wanna do is be an independent writer and publish my work one chapter at a time dickens-style so i can watch ppl post abt what they think is gonna happen next and then watch them freak out when the two gays finally bone.
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT
KNITTED2
Boy you are caught in the threads of your own
Thoughts.
You can’t break through, no.
You trip and stumble over these knitted paths,
They lead you somewhere dark- somewhere distant.
You’ve fallen down the rabbit hole with only the
String as rope to get you out.
You try to reach, but do you really?
Excuses excuses are all that’s ever heard.
Your ball of yarn is lost and you can’t even get out
Of bed.
Again, they come running to my call of distress
only to burrow in my skin and call me delicate
their stinger falling off upon entry
They want to peel off each layer to watch it grow back shiny and new.
They choke for me as I swallow their marbles but they won’t bleed for me
won’t breathe for me
and my humming bird heart won’t sway
nor listen to what you have to say
won’t cry as you break my bones
Little bunny, what will you bring? You know it’s nothing new but it’s just as important. Little bunny don’t be crude, my pain is not your food.
Let’s hop into the new year.
its mary shelley summer
you know you really love someone,
when you don't hate them for breaking your heart
Words[poetry, flash fiction, novels] and worlds from a writer called Lu. I sometimes post my photography.
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