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“WANT TO KNOW A SECRET?

-I don’t need a silver pen to write.
-Don’t need a computer or typewriter.
-I don’t even need my crayon.

-I just need to listen.
-Then it writes itself.” ©️Aspen

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27 129
2019-06-25

Their arms swing loose
Their Tongues engage
Their hands have held the spade

But what of Ruthy
In yonder grave,
If soil comes loose
From all the rain?

When a woman appears
Who looks the same
Their arms swing loose
Their tongues engage


K F

2 9
2019-06-25

It was a cosmic pull of sorts, the gravitational force of the Universe just seemed to spin the vortex faster & faster, dragging the memories in, unable to stop the momentum. The sensations were so overwhelming to the point of being excruciating, leaving a celestial scar

1 4
2019-06-25

Holding you all night
As we process this stuff
Love will only grow
When things get tough

Never have you cried
Thusly after a call
You came willingly
Let your sorrow fall

The news is the worst
Troubling—yet I’m sure
We will rebuild a world
Where you feel secure


29 46
2019-06-19

Hovering above the choppy seas Sporky stares longingly at the spot where his mother was last seen, a single tear glistens by their two suns as he flys by the holographic totem in memoriam of his beloved mother.

0 1
2019-06-17

Don’t waste your time with prompt words
They’ll spoil your randomness, now
Bolt over here and kiss me

4 24
2019-06-14

"Jenna, it's , what are you doing?"

"Huh, is it?" Jenna eyes lazily went across the holo-screen shkwing the prosthstic arm she was perfecting for her friend, and down to the clock she was fiddling "Opps. Sorry, mom."

1 7
2019-06-13

I was surrounded by people whose favourite habit was Eau de Ashtray. You needn't strain to see the smoke fumes dancing from their fingers. How could I entrust them with these dying tresses when even their coffee tastes secondhand?

6 47
2019-06-08

People become historical through those who love them. Though in a century, perhaps only the trees will see us in every rainbow; & the wind will remember what incompetent liars we were—but for now, I'm here. I'll still breathe you in.

12 77
2019-06-07

It was the year I grew muscle
We’d eaten more Lasagne than any other year, and fish was added in August. What she could do with Blue Grenadier brought tears to my eyes. I secretly hoped it would continue. The hungry years had left me ailing. by me.

1 12
2019-06-05

no death
only metamorphoses
you didn't leave us
but went to the land of life
where the flower
never fade
where time doesn't know
anything about
us
our scars
our wrinkles
where it's always morning
I will flourish my heart
where I live for you
and will live twice

31 93
2019-06-04

Digging deep isn't necessarily

All my feelings are close to surface
Love can never be to me

Every cell in my body is made from love...





15 39
2019-06-02

Hours fly above the ruins of
walls of inhibition. Unspoken chemistry burns shadows with volcanic heat. A love ode seats in throats thirsty for more. of If become passionnists of Now. Caught in carousel of desire,we inhale air of High Sea. No regrets. No denial

12 40
2019-05-31

After looking up the origin of the word , it was easy for Jenna Isusango to see why some classify her as such. Not that her life was easy when people see you morph black claws and serrated teath on a emotional whim, but hey, she rolled with who she was.

4 11
2019-05-16

Like in life, when you observe from a different angle, you will discover another perspective.

from the highest peak before the

9 79
2019-05-14

Strangers are the fantasies of your own making but you will not stray too far from home

1 3
2019-05-05

Safe in his son's house, hearing the rain, his withered muscles twitched with the memory of riding out maelstroms at sea--of struggling to stay upright while battening all doors, of swinging out from the mast over churning waves to tie down the sheets.

He longed for it.

1 8
2019-05-04

The changelings took our place in the land of the living so long ago.
But we have persevered. We traversed the Upsidedown Maze and crawled through the Infected Forrest. Now, we finally emerge from the to reclaim the lives we were meant to lead.

0 12
2019-04-17

I'm fearless today,
beacuse,
I am witness to
crippling fears from my yesterday.
and I have promised myself
a tomorrow with no fear.



8 36
2019-03-17