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Peradion

Poetry

Where my poems go.
  • Nyx

    This was a poem written in the wake of the 3 AM blues.

    1 min read
  • Bitter Path

    Written to process grief. I was in a very dark place when I wrote this.

    3 min read


How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of.
— Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane