Pearlescently storie

A Haiku Collection

No matter how boisterous the world is, you'll never be truly able to ignore those inner whispers. Just another little collection of those inner whispers.

A collection dedicated to my grandmother.

There are many different sides to every story. In this case, there are two. This is about us.

Words. Words. Words. Strung together to form a certain understandable, or perhaps not understandable, thought.

A collection of Haiku poems

Random drabbles and musings of lil' ol' me~

Here comes the sun.

A collection of poems, if they're even called that.