BeatricePortinari. : Writing

These Paths That Lead

These Paths That Lead

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


Kind of how I feel life is going. Nothing here means much and I feel like leaving is my only chance to be something.
Golden Eyes and Wildfire Lies

Golden Eyes and Wildfire Lies

A Story by BeatricePortinari.


So this is little short story I wrote... She's immortal and can read minds. He's a human doctor that got roped into her way of life and they're half ..
The Way We Are

The Way We Are

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


From the twisted mind of psychotic poet, darlings.
The Wise and the Lovely

The Wise and the Lovely

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


They say it's going to be alrightAnd hemlock looks like dasies, dearest.It's all I'm going to sayBut I have learnedThat Achilles, in his war torn sple..
Our Epic, Darling.

Our Epic, Darling.

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


He says," if not nowThen when?"I want to say something meaningfulLike how words are diamondsFalling like waterFrom the sides of your red mouthOr how m..
If the Seas Catch Fire...

If the Seas Catch Fire...

A Story by BeatricePortinari.


Some words. Some love. Quite a bit of pain. Please enjoy.
An Ivory Grave.

An Ivory Grave.

A Story by BeatricePortinari.


Widow visits her husband's grave in Arlington on a cold, rainy day.

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