Eggplant-purple on the highway—
Carefree on the crescent, California coast,
Little do our parents know: we’re teenaged spirit chasing woes with phantom weed and gumdrop ghosts.
In our Mitsubishi Porsche Eclipse, we are young and we
Pretend we speak, and hear, and
See no evil (while we) float off Earth with moonshinebeams into the Sun...
Every now and then, I reminisce about our time in that Eclipse (and how we) got on fire’s last nerve, just for fun.
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-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨
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Thank you so much for all your support! 🥹 I'm around a little less these days, but I'm still here and am still trying to read all your wonderful work when I'm able to. 🥹
About the Creator
Gina C.
Novelist | Architect of Worlds
🖋️Literary • Speculative • Romantic Fiction
Sowing stories rooted in culture, myth, love & unapologetic womanhood.
Busy writing my fantasy books! 🐚🧚♀️🐉✨
🌱Debuting soon as Gina C. Vittoria :)
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