Nani is a writer based out of Massachusetts. She enjoys writing fiction.
In Newfoundland in Quidi Vidi, St. John’s, About 1771 a baby was born, To who, I don’t know, I can’t quite distinguish,
By Naniabout 7 hours ago in Poets
When Winter woke, We watched, While wind whistled, While wildflowers wilted, While water widened whole. We watched, While white was whisked wherever,
By Nani3 years ago in Poets
Sweet blue hydrangea Dear flower of the Azores Grace the land and shore.
One day, Mako decided to fly near the outer parts of the jungle. This wasn't something that the dragons that lived here normally did. They normally stayed away from the outer parts but Mako flew along these outer parts, hoping to catch a glimpse of his freinds returning to the jungle.
By Nani3 years ago in Fiction
Comfort is Christmas Morning, Before a single peep, When everyone is in their beds and dreaming fast asleep. Comfort is Christmas Morning,
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I know for a fact that sayings like that just simply aren't true. Like when Aunt Aida says "Speak up for yourself because no one really know's what another is thinking."
There weren't always dragons in the valley. At least that's what Grandmother Lua said just now as I helped her get into bed. I thought of it for a moment but it sounded too good to be true.
By Nani4 years ago in Fiction
