Kiana Carda

Joined October 2025

5 stories

Bio

“I write because I don’t know what I think until I read what I say.” —Flannery O’Connor

Taking moments I disappeared, and unlearning all my fears.

Still finding my voice, happly learning out loud.

Would love any feed back x

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In the still
I was running, hidden, hiding. My world got unbearably dark, then very, very quiet. Drowning in the still — I surrender.
By Kiana Carda2 months ago in Poets
The hunt
The Hunt The chased across the country. Stowed away in cars — travelling red dust… empty roads. Big skies, of long white clouds.
By Kiana Carda2 months ago in Fiction
How I wonder 💭
I've loved, in a space that was free, but became too small— to breathe. I've broken,
By Kiana Carda2 months ago in Writers
Self-Authoring
Self-Authoring I was born from change, not from fault. A beginning rewritten - not wrong. The spaces 1 struggled to fit were too small for me to exist.
By Kiana Carda2 months ago in Writers
Becoming all of her
Then Aug 24 Do I introduce the extravagant extrovert, quick to laugh, fun with a flirt.
By Kiana Carda2 months ago in Writers