BRUNO'S WRITING PORTFOLIO

Seven hundred on my neck Producers given me all these blank checks Ice so cold no need for A/C Rollin’ up in my brand new rari Own six...

The river flows In the trees can be heard a crow A puma stalks calm and slow The end of summer, the first snow Above the valley an eagle...

The world beneath me My face freezing in the wind Intense vertigo Cloud9 passes by me I am on top of the world.

Cooled lava sharp as glass Cuts and scrapes all over hands Holes painted with chalk

I heard the door burst open as Iron man shot a beam of energy at Thor who used his hammer to deflect it. My mom ran into his room with a...