Poison Ivy A Short Story By Mia Elias I sat down on my old rocking chair that was passed down from generation to generation. The old chair had a hole in it and a pillow cushion that said, “ I heart Grandma.” Spending most of my days looking through old photo albums of the past,Continue reading “Poison Ivy”
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“Daddy”
“Daddy” A short reflective story by Mia Elias Like most College Students, I found myself in a rut of trying to find myself; secretly, I have not succeeded in that department yet. At 20 years old, I have kept a strong head on my shoulder while dealing with an alcoholic mother, a father’s escapist, andContinue reading ““Daddy””
La Luna
La Luna A Short Story by Mia Elias A white desk sat in the corner of the darkroom. Moonlight illuminated through the side window where she sat. Underneath her, the earth became silent and dreaded living another day. The earth went on though living for her, living for the woman who ruined the earth. TheContinue reading “La Luna”
Lazuli
Lazuli A short story by Mia Elias A lonely childhood bedroom awaits a now young adult as they spring out of their innocence. It is only human nature for us to see new beginnings. Are they new beginnings, or are they an end? Is an end just a start to a new beginning? The windowsContinue reading “Lazuli”
Be good? The Man
Be good? The Man A Non-Fiction Self Reflective short story by Mia Elias Last night I was lying in bed sexting one of my favorite men. While doing this, I got a phone call from a man I never wanted a phone call from ever again. In the phone call, he asked me if IContinue reading “Be good? The Man”
“Kelly Clarkson”
“Kelly Clarkson” Poem by Mia Elias The love of my life is on a tip of a berg. Send a mess of “judge me” flow down my breast. He plants me in the depths of see and go Tongues flip and flop in my mouth when they come. Don’t fall in love with me IContinue reading ““Kelly Clarkson””
Endless
Endless Poem by Mia Elias I turn into flowers then get bounded to powers. Capability is my endowment. Cranium overload judging my panic compass. East, West, North, South, Anxiety, Bipolar. Two girls one motherless the other childless. Blank responses too many words meaningless. Less of me less of the lotus inside. I am letting himContinue reading “Endless”
Works by M
Welcome to my blog, portfolio and working creations. I’m a college student working on my blossoming writing career and exploring the depths of my creativity. Feel free to read and enjoy! Thanks, M
Works of Mia 