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almost three months old!

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let’s harmonize

maybe if you loved a little harder and i loved a little smarter, maybe we wouldn’t have to sit down so seriously and talk about such tiring things. you once saw my tragedy and named it beauty; i saw the opposite–i saw a lost soul and built it a home between the valley of my ...


forgotten; distilled air, we flowers know despair by another name, another face, another boy who tends to a garden of games. alcaldes to the winner; does it matter what I have to say? tragedy known by the look of indifference on your pretty face. why do you claim a piece of my heart, carrying it ...

wilted leaves and petals

whenever i look at flowers, im reminded of the lies. “lilies are just as lovely, but they could never compare to your eyes?” wilted leaves and petals that no longer bleed, the juxtaposition between the two, were obtuse yet you promised me flowers today and yesterday, last week, every Valentine’s Day. i grew to hate ...


i invaded you with nothing but a glass of nectar and a smile. front porch vibes even when it snows, you only needed one sip to know... https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1981171738/ref=x_gr_w_glide_bb?ie=UTF8&tag=x_gr_w_glide_bb-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=1981171738&SubscriptionId=1MGPYB6YW3HWK55XCGG2

the process of flowering



when i imagined you, i made you taller, broader, louder. i made you with wings, with hair to your waist, breasts round and soft. i made you me. i made you greater. i lost faith in your ability to please me, so instead i dreamed of me. —i dreamed of me inflorescence is a poetry ...

a day

a day spilling with languid words and idle rhymes. a day that speaks with forked tongues and vivid minds. today we celebrate the words are hearts are too timid to speak, today we give voice to thoughts we are unprepared to think. happy national poetry day to the dreamers who need only a pen to ...

my magic

why do i doubt my magic, when there is more to me than flower petals and raw poetry? 💕✨

you should have

you should have held me close, before i learned how to fly. i am gone now, dreaming in the sky. every cloud greets me with easy smiles and riddles both curious and sly. every bird swims with me, soaring through riptides and horizons dyed in sienna and goldenrod. you were foolish to love me and ...

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