Posts
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Portal
The portal opens in those fleeting moments that feel like they are about to crescendo, about to climb the final step to see over the mountain top.
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Fatal Orbit
She carried around a lip gloss with her, reminiscent of jam and the fruits I used to eat in my youth. It appears darker in the bottle than on her lips, yet she says it is perfect the way it is.
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Drizzle
A recluse and a homebody, little entices me to step outside like I do when water falls from the sky. The smell of fresh grass and wet pavement is magic to the senses. But the experience of being surrounded by it all is another.
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Head Held High
Wow, December again so soon?
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A brief, incomplete overview of being a girl
- Being a girl is being afraid to like the color pink, because you don’t want people to think you’re a girly-girl. You're not.
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siren song
Hands drawn to your eyes
Sobs wrenching themselves from your throat
Guttural noises that sound as if they clawed their way from your lungs
Loves
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Renaissance
There are some in this world who long to be gargoyles
grotesques and Gorgons with rough, jagged claws
hides thick and tough as stone
silently soaring through dark clouds
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Ours
There are vintage looking posters in the windows
And they’re probably not old
But I’d almost believe you
If you said they were.
They’re next to organic candlesFrom the raspberry farm down the road.
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Moomins N Tea
I sit with a smile on my lips, my brother—Abu—
beside me as the kettle begins to sing.
Moomins fill the screen, hattifatteners too.
The TV light painting over my blue.
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