oglandry1

As a little girl, I was often scared of the dark. My young mind imagining the worst possible terrors that could crawl their way out of the shadows and haunt me. I awoke on several nights and would sob, my wails seeping through the thin, plaster walls of one of our very first homes, and would not stop until my mother came to comfort me with a flick of the light switch. There were several evenings as I grew older, after church, as my father drove me home, where I would stare out the window,...

The following is a short story I wrote during the summer of 2025 in an intensive creative writing program. Since then this short story has won a Gold Key for the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards as well as the 2026 Overture Awards in Creative Writing Please, enjoy. _____ The day the water in the lake disappeared, the people of Wilhem gathered around its borders, lined with yellow police tape. The adults, mostly mesmerized and confused, pushing their children back in case danger lurked...

Fisheye: A Compendium of the Inner Thoughts of a Dreamer is my upcoming poetry collection that gives an insight into the mind of a young creative through gothic, whimsical, and eerily dreamy poetry. While I’m still hard at work on this project, I thought showcasing some of my favorite lines from different poems without context would be a fun way not only to stir up some excitement, but to showcase what my writing is like in this medium versus storytelling. So, without further ado, here are...