The poet exists in fragments, so does the poetry.
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The poet exists in fragments, so does the poetry.

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My fanfic & other stories
I have been writing ...stuff these last 40 years or so, in many fandoms + some original stuff and a few collaborations. Some are large fandoms, like Star Trek or BBC Sherlock; others were large before being exterminated, like canon Rice Interview with the Vampire; others are smaller, like Brokeback Mountain, or niche, like Hamlet.
All this material is on a private website, including the older and frankly rather cringe bits, because I am still fond of them and of the thrill I felt when the ideas got hold of my pen. The home page is a list of links, ordered by category, so it should be easy enough to locate the fandom of one's interest.
I am planning to post on AO3 sooner or later, but so far time has been lacking.
Now @totallysilvergirl has encouraged me to begin by sharing my website, which is an honour, and a request I cannot deny! So, if any of you feels like having a look, this is the address:
mazaher.org
you will find someone, he said
so gently like the fading
sound of his footsteps
opened a door of possibilities
too stunned to speak, i
smiled, sweet like honey, i
smiled, waved my hand
farewell, i will find someone
to fill the void, someone
to silence the noise, someone
to carry me home, someone
who will look me in the eyes,
make love to me, and lie
someone....
the heart is cruel yet i
am willing to fall from grace
for someone to tell me lies,
for someone to kiss me hard
until i bleed, someone
i can call mine, someone
you will find someone, he said
and he keeps on finding me
peeling off layers of my skin each time
to reveal a different version until i
can no longer recognize me
katie, 21:44

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Masterlist
Original works
Serafine and the band
Family reunion in flames
The cult Comunity; Part 2
Humans in space
Humans are space orcs... just not physically
Yandere hero & Small time villain!reader
Stardew Valley
Platonic headcanons for the guys
Mammamia inspired
Harvey
Shane
Elliott (ask)
Platonic headcanons for the girls
DC
Batfam
Platonic yandere Batfam & emotionally neglected batsib; Part 2
Cass's partner & her and her family
Yandere Bruce & Single parent reader; Part 2
Others
Wonder woman & non binary reader
(Yan Lex Luthor) Like father, like child; part 2
heyyyyyy folks, i’m writing a twilight fanfic and just posted the first chapter. surprise surprise, it’s about religious trauma and how to recover from past abuse!!! but it’s also really fun i promise!
Summary:
Wren Cohen used to go by a different name. A name that tied her indelibly to one particular weird Mormon vampire cult lurking in the woods of Forks, Washington. A cult that, in her childhood, celebrated her as their savior one moment, then married her off to a cradle-snatching werewolf the next.
Naturally, she simply HAD to get the fuck out of there. Twenty years and thousands of miles later, Wren has made a new home in a new city. But when it seems the monsters of her past have finally caught up with her, she must draw on new strength, new friends, and new wisdom in order to outsmart them, and gain the happiness and independence she has sought for all these years.