Fake diamond rings.

I don't think I've ever written about first love or high-school crush or anything of that sort. So, here it is! It's my variation on first love where two girls really like each other and then stuff happens. I do hope you like it! It starts like this : " You were a reflection of me from the way you walked, to the way you tied your hair...."

The closet for the stars.

This isn't your 1800s Shakespearean poem. This is the 21s century rendition of the word Poetry. Type: Poem x story-telling. It's on the societal perceptions of being gay. It goes like this: "The '90s weren't easy, but then now is not very different..."