Posts
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Deliver Her Unto Me
Fields of stone angels,
depictions of divine sorrow,
stained with wetness,
cracked and crumbling,
aged terribly and unkept,
shake beneath my hand
and weep into grave soil.
She went too soon.
She was just a child. -
Who The Hell Told You That?
People can change.
People can initiate change.
Who says they can't?
The world can change.
The world must change.
Who says it can't?
We're not incapable. -
Infernal Dame
Love is a flame carried inside,
a flame that I cannot hide,
a spark that could start an infernal war,
and with you, Angel, I carry this flame.
I do not wish to burn alone
for I am but flesh and bone, -
What Are You Thinking About?
There’s nothing more beautiful
or so righteously undutiful
than what people think inside their heads. -
Spirit Mother
If you dig your fingers into the soil,
feel the cold and damp Earth,
you can grasp onto Her hand.
If you bend with the great oaks,
hearken ye their wind song,
you can paint Her vast sky.
If you crumble with the harvest leaves, -
Playing the part
At night, I’m terrified of falling asleep
because I don’t know what horrors are inside.
I may be young, but I can understand them.
I dress in dark colors and wear chains and chokers.
Loves
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Panic Attacks
I thought I had gotten better
Thought I had everything under control
I have everything under control
Right?
I thought they were gone
But they're right there
Sitting behind me
Breathing into my ear
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I might
I think
I might miss this.
I might miss your smile
And the way it feels when you laugh
And
How we could talk about anything.
I might miss
Those precious few minutes spent together
Every morning
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Dear Canada
Dear Canada,
You do not belong to us.
You never have.
And I really, really hope you never will.
You are your own country, but I know I don’t have to tell you that.
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Do You Know
Do you know how many minutes I save for you
So we can be together?
Do you know how it feels
When you throw them out
For other things?
Do you know how it feels
To never feel like you're good enough
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Hair
It was Thanksgiving 2024, and my mom, my aunt, and I were tasked with one of the most grueling challenges in all of human history.
“You’re my sisters! You’re supposed to do this for me!” my uncle shrieked.
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Bookish
I'm most likely to spend all night reading
and then regret it the next day.
I'm the most likely to bring cookies for my friends
just to be the only one who likes them.