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Open Book

Kynnedi Faust

Writer

Student at the University of Oklahoma

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“Do you think we’re friends in every universe?”

 

No

Because there’s one where she lived 

One where we weren’t thrown together 

Like a storm wave on a cliff

 

There is a universe where I didn’t feel like I was watching you grieve behind a pane of glass

 

One where I wasn’t terrified I would fall short

 

A universe where I got to know her better,

And maybe I could have had both of you

You had both of us

But she was the one you called your ride or die...

"Please, please let me stay. Let me stay awhile longer until I am old enough to go. Your blade gleams in the shadows of my eyes. Let me convince you why I should stay, because I don’t want to throw my life away anymore. Consider what I have to live for.

 

If I die, who will know me? Who will know what I had to do to want to live? I may be too young to have carried a baby, which I am fortunate because I have known many a girl my age who did. No, I carried children I wish I could wish into this world. There is a boy, a tall, sweet, loving boy who came to me in a dream and never left. I know everything there is to know about him and I still want to know more. I wrote him over and over again, each time trying to make him a little more solid, but he was as flimsy to the touch as the paper in my hand. Still, I wrote him anyway."

...

It’s about

Oh, I’d say– 

Three of four feet

Earth that has turned

But not settled

The Grave of Jimmy Dean

A blue pen spells his name

On a makeshift cross

We knock it down in pursuit

Of blue little boy’s shoes

Rusted bikes and flat balls

Did they play among the corn stalks?

Down the hill, across the creek?

No, not the kids

Those were all accounted for 

The previous owners left us their chickens and one dead pig

All are gone now

Creatures of the night came in waves and ate them

The cornfields

Do the people of before roam there?

The Indians who were buried...

"Ride Or..."

"To Live"

"The Grave of Jimmy Dean"

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BIO

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My name in Kynnedi Faust, but I've been waiting to write under the name Lost Reign since I was in middle school. I technically started writing stories when I was six years old, but I really fell in love with it when I was ten. Rick Riordan and Shannon Messenger were my literary hero's.

They gave me my love of fantasy and myth, which inspires my writing today. Outside of writing, I love bringing my friends into my stories through playing Dungeons and Dragons. I hope to write my first book in the perspective of one of my players as an introduction to the world my future series will be based in.

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