a book of short poems
As she marched up the stairs alone, she hummed her final words....
She was the girl that wore the flower crown for a special reason that no one knew. But as she walked by, I couldn't help stare and wonder at why such beauty was wandering the pits of hell.
Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade