Lenn Marcus

Joined October 2025

5 stories

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Through words, I search for the echoes we leave behind — in love, loss, and memory.

Each piece is a quiet reminder that we’re all still listening.

Welcome to my world.

— Pen Drop

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Reflection VII— The Weight Of Hope
Hope… Is it a lie we tell ourselves? A dream wished for? And doubt, the truth, the one we never want to hear. If hope hides doubt,
By Lenn Marcus2 months ago in Poets
Life Is Constant, And The Heart is The Author | Reflection I
A gentle reminder to self. Life is constant. When it feels unfair, it’s only your emotions blurring the image. Life is a straight line…
By Lenn Marcus3 months ago in Poets
When joy blooms like spring | Echo IV— Pen Drop
When joy blooms like spring, I can’t help but remember— The sights once seen but forgotten, like colors brushed across a fading sunset.
By Lenn Marcus3 months ago in Poets
Make Me An Audience
Make Me an Audience Sometimes, creativity feels like shouting into an empty room — hoping someone, somewhere, is listening.
By Lenn Marcus3 months ago in Poets
The Crimson Blood On White Snow
Prologue: The Crimson Blood on White Snow By Lenn Marcus If death doesn’t take me, the curse will. The crimson stain bled into the white snow — red, fresh, and screaming of death.
By Lenn Marcus3 months ago in Fiction