Ayla Starr : Writing

Beauty's Beholder

Beauty's Beholder

A Story by Ayla Starr


Isn’t crying another way to scream?
Glitter

Glitter

A Story by Ayla Starr


I kept tripping over my feet, tripping over my words, and eventually gave up talking all together. You continued to smile anyway.
Beyond Skin

Beyond Skin

A Story by Ayla Starr


When it comes down to it, he's still your son...right?
Things Left Unsaid

Things Left Unsaid

A Story by Ayla Starr


It's now officially Valentine's Day, and just hours ago we held hands and took an enormous leap away from the unpretentious safety of our friendship..
What I am

What I am

A Poem by Ayla Starr


They ask me what I am.

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