Morgan Addy

Joined January 2021

0 stories

Bio

-26

-Leo

-Cat mom

-lover of horror and anything dark/disturbing

-poet first, story writer second.

Stories (2/0)

The Day the Poppies Died
It is 6:30 in Connecticut, a Sunday The day the Poppies wilted, yes It is 2006 and I go visit my grandfather Because the clock was running out of time
By Morgan Addy3 years ago in Poets
Becoming
I opened the door to the the Quetzal Café, immediately I am wrapped up in the nostalgic aroma of fresh baked Conchas' and spicy Mexican Hot Chocolate. Scents I were familiar with back in my homeland but were a rare treat due to my family's impoverished status. The café is dressed in colors and fabrics like a woman of wealth and class, but the atmosphere is equivalent to that of a tight embrace from your Abuela.
By Morgan Addy3 years ago in Families