Savannah McCain
Bio
I'm just a potato trying to become the best vodka I can be. My writing has no purpose. When I write, I write what is on my mind at the time. Some days I can write something funny and sweet, and others I would write something dark.
Stories (15/0)
Oops
To Whom it May Concern, If you are reading this then I'm already gone. Where I am is none of your concern, just know that I am gone. I had written this letter anonymously, mostly because I'm a shitty person. I have done some shit and said some shit that has caused me to have to run out of town. I'm not writing this because I want to scare someone or confess to a crime. I'm saying this because if I turn up dead, know that it was because I broke my grandmother’s antique clock she was given when she was a child. I have to leave the country, and possibly move planets.
By Savannah McCain6 years ago in Poets
A Letter From a Mother
To protect and serve, they tell us How are we being protected when we are more afraid of you, than we are of the people you tell us are criminals? I tried for my son. The city kept pushing at him, hurting him, to the point he had to start doing drugs. I asked—no, I begged him to stop because I knew it would get him killed… technically it did.
By Savannah McCain6 years ago in Poets