Serephena

My Stories

My Poetry

  • Spirit I embody through deed, name, and spell,1
    I wasn’t done being the Maiden or Mother I seek to rebel.2
    <100 words, October 7
  • Tears stream down my face,
    I find no shelter in this place.1
    <100 words, 1 comment, October 7
  • I was Violated, and Molested and Hurt.
    Retribution will be mine I will be alert.
    <100 words, October 7

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