Marie : Writing

Waking Up Is Hard To Do

Waking Up Is Hard To Do

A Story by Marie


Beyond my bedroom window, birds are incessantly chirping, announcing their livelihood and will to seek companionship with others of their kind. I awa..
The Tourist

The Tourist

A Poem by Marie


Show me the severed tree, the one that grows insufferably where the butterflies weep and the branches devour the leaves. Show me whe..
Father, Father

Father, Father

A Poem by Marie


Father, Father, hold me close. I see your thoughts, they carry over I beg you please stay with me Keep my soul young filled with wonder ..