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Mise-en-scène. At the juncture of our knees where shifting welcomed whispering winds who betrayed our secrets by meeting each other's listening eyes. It's the last place I remember what untrapped feels like.

6 45
2020-05-13

"We are inkblots daubed round the world. No matter how far one's view zooms on another, only our shells may entice strangers. The rest is efficacious upon meeting one's charm."
"You must be fun at parties."

1 36
2020-05-12

All awake I was
in my dream
where you've
expressed
the pain
you're in
Have taken you
in arms tight
kissed the tears
rolling down on
your face to
cleanse
The darkness you're
hiding from ages
lost my heart
there to see
you win

0 2
2020-05-06

Ice flooded my skin when I saw legs kicking from an industrial box, muffled screams plaguing my ears as memories of yesteryear's attack thickened the air. I'd fallen stuck in front of movers, too.

7 64
2020-04-30

Your supposedly special someones stay for a stage. Smiles change w/ the leaves & warm hands slip from reach. You wonder how you could've stoked missing sunrises & light abiding moons—but you were also a season.

3 27
2020-04-29

Your love is abundant, subconsciously soft and willing yet outwardly bold at times. Thank you for accepting my smiles as adequate gratitude; and deepest sorries for being unable to paint more memories.

3 44
2020-04-28

In the welkin
we walk
on the in between,
waking moon
and tucking sun
somewhere
beneath
our tootling feet.
A Sunday time falter
to help define
pulsing souls
who desire
no sound,
letting winds
brush
dancing breath
round.

15 53
2020-04-27

"I thought it was ferly fungi like those mushrooms resembling the dead's fingers," Abby says, staring at the wailing hordes on shaking knees.
"Somebody charmed the cemeteries again. Wonder who." 347

4 36
2020-04-20

Promise me
this brittle paper butterfly
won't be
thrust
into that sea
of sharp brooches
who provoke us
w/ their false
endless
good deeds.
Promise me
I'll go away
where I can
sow precious seeds,
harvest them
forward,
roots free.

5 46
2020-04-17

We are our parents' lissome offshoot, taught to order kindness and grace from others while our centers boil with banned faces. They say to be careful with quiet ones—we shelter pent up rage—but we tend to implode, not explode.

13 50
2020-04-14

No Miracle without Suffering

...quarantine got me on lockdown
in a funk—shifting
pounds to my junk-n-the-trunk.
My soul is a from hips
to tips to toes—like a that knows—rages like a wild alley cat in heat—there, I go!✍🏽#vss365

1 7
2020-04-10

Maybe it was you in the sky, washing away my hidden blights with gentle rain after days of silent pleads to soothe them. Maybe it was you who asked Mother Nature to send earth the moonbow I saw from my bedroom window. You kept me warm.

9 70
2020-04-03

Her laughter
melts
on my cheeks,
the day
too warm
for a powder sugar heart
to fill
an emptiness
in my core,
and still,
I feel it
cooling
the burning upset
from my eyes
midst how it pools
and aches
in spring nostalgia.

6 37
2020-04-01

Sirens called them to Finisterre where the sea split what was beastly from Prince Adam's deviled heart. His maudlin wails avalanched the curse, prompting a deep breath of change; & the rose petals scattered in a gust.

7 50
2020-03-30

Our vim kept us awake until the late morning. We'd nearly given up after her mom's third attempt with bedtime stories but it was as though our blood bubbled into sentience when mean shadows dipped toward the beds.

6 40
2020-03-26

Enchant

My collective journey is bold, brave, & free—sometimes in the of my room I open my eyes to write & capture art while listening to Mozart—I happily surprised, whispering sighs—I cannot deny, the excitement to be alive.✍️🏽#vss365

2 9
2020-03-26

Sunset tingles w/ silhouettes
cocooning wistful sighs
home bound
on singing cattails,
it dances high
on toasted passion
w/ its reclusing
twilight veil,
& it has become
a vessel
of our ghosts
of adoration
in a locked away seclusion.

11 39
2020-03-25

What Is—Will Come

Nothing stays the same—blame game, pain & not acknowledging change. Now is a time to emerge, even for greatness one day. Though thoughts may delay or progress in the stern & flow with the current to discern✍️🏽#vsspoem

1 7
2020-03-24

We paced on silent concord, hands connected. I think we'd both grown tired of walking around dern shadows for months on end, hoping someone wouldn't find out and tell our parents everywhere we'd been more than friends.

4 25
2020-03-24