Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro

Joined April 2021

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Tell Me You Will Stay
Did you feel that? I did too. When I look at you I don't feel the hurt. Read my mind; I'll read you. Tell me you are true.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Poets
The Artist. Runner-Up in Micro Heist Challenge.
Dublin wasn't the first place Leroy saw himself, but it's where he'd ended up. He may be in a new city, but no need to completely reinvent himself. No, he intended to remain the conman he'd always fancied himself to be. That's precisely why when the opportunity arose, he felt the compulsion to go for it.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Fiction
Captivating
Don't try to steer me back on track. I like when my mind can only think of you. Stuck in the monotony of life, you pull me through.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets
Press Play
This list is far from all encompassing, but here’s the beginnings of a playlist to my life: "Springsteen" by Eric Church
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Beat
Peace Out
She calmly placed the clipboard on the shelf, grabbed her jacket, and walked out the door. She heard calls following her as she strode down the hall, but she never hesitated once. Charlotte's mind was made up the moment those words came out of his mouth. She was done… and she wasn't looking back.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Fiction
Stopping to smell the lilacs
Stopping to smell the lilacs On a drizzly evening stroll, My chances are numbered Before they have to go.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets
Epistle On Time
Dear punctuality, I passed you by the other day, We were so close we could almost touch, But I don't know if you knew how near we were.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets
Unshackled Birds
Can you imagine what it must be like to have your feet always rooted to the ground? Always stuck down there, like they are, is a sad way to exist, if you ask me.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Fiction
Heart Health
Have Heather hold her horses: Happiness has hurdles. However, helpful habits hide, hibernating, held hostage. Hug her, honey.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets
Remembering
Rogue RI Red, Remember running reckless, Revealing roads, roots?
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets
Penelope
Priscilla playfully poses. Patty phonetically positions pansies. “Perfect placement, Patty.” “Phenomenal photo poses, Priscilla.”
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets
Purple Pirate Prairie
Pansexual pirates plundering perfectly, Purple pansies ponder pouncing. Puppies pee, possibly pooh Pardon, Pam put petunias paradoxically parrallel.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets