Birdie

Joined June 2021

3 stories

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I am graduating soon with a degree in Science and English. I am very inspired by a writing center in my town centered on fostering growth together, sharing knowledge for free and bettering others for the sake of bettering others.

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The Lost Hereafter
I slammed the door shut of the old rust-wagon that had managed to get me from Philadelphia to here. I inspected the winding, snow-packed hill that led to my grandmother’s house and knew there was no way I was making it up in the car, so I straightened my uniform and started walking. I had a note clutched in my hand from my grandfather that I had forged his signature on. God bless his rotted soul.
By Birdie3 years ago in Fiction
Chili
A thunderstorm will bring an alleviation that my parents never could. It drowns out everything that does and does not matter,
By Birdie4 years ago in Poets
Mend
Isla and Maltuhna had been traveling from Product Q for weeks. They wore masks to keep the dust from settling into their lungs. It was once recognized as a city, Dublin, in a country, Ireland. When such things existed. The community they had lived in was classified as medium, based on Product Q’s capacity, and named Mend, based on the group’s service. Isla was born in Mend but her Grandparents had grown up in Dublin.
By Birdie5 years ago in Fiction

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