Sam Eliza Green

Joined June 2021

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Wayward soul, who finds belonging in the eerie and bittersweet. Poetry, short stories, and epics. Stay a while if you're struggling to feel understood. There's a place for you here.

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Druid of the White Willow
The night she painted my bark with broken, bloodied berries, she foretold a kindred fate. We were divided by roots and bones—
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets
Nineteen Years
Nineteen and afraid because she finally became nothing—ghostly, wading past her prime, time’s ebb and flow slowly
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets
Smoke
Memories were buried beneath the ash carpeting Mom’s hardwood floors and smoke forever staining this day when my familiar
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets
Boreas
We called it Spring when babies, born through blizzards were named after flowers— thornless perennials with coveted resilience to frost.
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets
It's Okay, Cast Away
They say it can’t be cured —a casual secret you tend to hide. Like a birthmark or age-washed scar, it can be covered
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets
Hatches of the Night Owls
When the night comes (and it will), we must batten down our hatches. We will remember sweet sunshine on our necks, in our eyes,
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets

Sam Eliza Green

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Druid of the White Willow

Nineteen Years

Smoke

Boreas

It's Okay, Cast Away

Hatches of the Night Owls

Stories (90/0)