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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

Only me
Never certain
Insignificant at times
Silently contemplating
My place in this immense world







Image: Pinterest

4 13
2020-03-22

Onism is a chaos
within itself,
within you,
and beautiful it may be,
for you could be
one with another
on a Sunday morning,
kissing his, her, their
onism sea.
The breeze
is enticing,
blowing cinnamon
from your locks
to inhale.

12 64
2020-03-22

Life could be wonderful with kindness in high prestige, how lush happiness would grow if we'd water its seeds. Such supple words twirl through my mind as stars dart the sky, flowers in their beds, our hairs amid their sighs.

7 46
2020-03-20

“Yeah,” he laughed helplessly, “That’s all my gran’s stuff that she packed up before she died. She wanted everything and sold off. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’ve actually unpacked some boxes recently. It’s just not as organized as I’d hoped.”

1 2
2020-03-15

wandering a kingdom of shadows
cobwebs muted colors reflect
down the rabbit hole to a foreign place
not at liberty to stop & inspect
I'll not write of strangeness here
as a teapot whistles profanity
to a new world order of insanity




3 9
2020-03-14

“Wait,” he said, eyeing the man coming down the street at us, “This isn’t your car?”

“No,” I grinned, pressing him up against the passenger door. “Excuse me sir! I’m a good here who happened to see this guy breaking into your car.”

1 2
2020-03-13

With a metallic the tiny, 3D printed pea-shooter shot across the room, as Nielsen knocked it out of my hand.

I looked at my empty hand, and then at Jules, who looked mortified.

“Fuck!”

1 2
2020-03-12