The room was hot and stuffy, and oddly smelled like pepperoni. Sidney subtly sniffed her armpit to make sure- yep, it was definitely the room. The room was also smaller than she expected, which ... [+]
I am an aspiring playwright and an avid short story writer! I also love performance poetry and hope to read at a poetry open mic in New York city one day.
"Poems are mirrors of the life of the believer"