Maria Laign

Drama fiction writer, poet

I am the girl next door who you’ll never suspect of thinking about death and coffee 80% of the time. No wonder I write drama and poetry.

Look, it’s dark outside!

– I don’t seek connection, I’m resisting the urge to escape.

– I don’t seek understanding, I’d rather light the WTF bulb in your head.

– I don’t seek recognition, my voice is too macabre for the spotlight.

It’s dark inside as well.

Stories

Owls, Pencils, Avocado

“When they stare at you like that, they are waiting for you to die,” dad said.

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biographydrama
5 min

Lives On The Line

“We all leave one day,” I said. “For the greater good.”

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drama
3 min

13

“What is your favorite number?”

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drama
2 min

Nothing Can Eat You

Just a short story from my childhood that I wrote for no reason. Enjoy.

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biography
2 min

Hamster Heaven

When I was 7, my hamster died. (Wait, it gets even funnier)

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tragicomedy
2 min

Poetry

Robin Sings

500

About spring 2020 and people who forgot to look out the window.

If I Knew

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A dream is coming to suddenly go… to come again soon.

Journal

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