Erin Was Here. : Writing

Gold Heart

Gold Heart

A Story by Erin Was Here.


The smell of cream of mushroom soup fills my nostrils as I step into the kitchen of the Presbyterian church. Plastic trays clatter as a worker takes t..
Candy Cane Kiss

Candy Cane Kiss

A Poem by Erin Was Here.


Icy cold My tongue touches The sticky sweet Minty cool Red streaked candy cane The flavor dances on my tongue Prickles like snowflakes; And t..
Snow Flowers

Snow Flowers

A Poem by Erin Was Here.


Silken petals; A rainbow Strewn across White Soft ground. Forsaken in the road Unwanted, Yet vibrantly glowing Ice spears Fall from the ..
Dancer

Dancer

A Story by Erin Was Here.


A girl witnesses the happiness of a dancer.
A Fool's Gold

A Fool\'s Gold

A Story by Erin Was Here.


A girl risks her life to obtain a small selfish desire.

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