Kayla Maneen
Bio
Truthseeker. Storyteller. Heroine of my own adventure. I’m a study of contrasts—an ouroboros eating her own darkness to spit out the light. Pain and hope exist within us, reflected in our stories. Read a few that I’ve created for you.
Stories (27/0)
The Stranger
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. Their eyes looked like mine. Their face—vaguely shaped the same way. But in the heartbeat it took for my brain to take in the image, morphing the features back into my own, I knew, with a tight, sinking feeling, that I had witnessed someone other than myself.
By Kayla Maneenabout a year ago in Horror
Seasons Change
ice crystallizes latticework over water deepening winter
By Kayla Maneenabout a year ago in Poets
A rock—
A rock—existing weathering the storms of life too tired to go on.
By Kayla Maneenabout a year ago in Poets
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