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Snowstorms were paradise to Mrs. Slug. She needn't worry about arriving timely to TV dramas w/ clever punchlines & the cold day was always accomplished w/ a cuppa chocolate tea. A very... 1/2

6 29
2021-01-28

It's hard to not be grateful for a twilight that is forgiving on tired eyes, w/ its graceful colours rippling soft on lakes & clouds stuffed w/ dreams. "That's a plume moth," Halmeoni says.

13 78
2020-11-25

We leave invisible fingerprints in the sky for when our mortal lives come to a close, hoping a pure as new snow turns them into steps while we odyssey up the river where heroes and the saved are one.

5 47
2020-11-12

Some believe these dreams foresee potent hopes for harvest. If true, I'll exuberantly return to our land of abundant waving poppies to view restored voices w/ fingers crossed, head haloed w/ sunflower petal scraps. 3

8 50
2020-11-05

Then a hail storm greeted us midway. I dared a hand out my window & met constant thorns, from which Tristan crowned me Champion of Wonder. The snow-like sand would be my reward after crystal deluge. 3

6 56
2020-08-05

There is no map to connect this planet to where we go when our hearts are emptied & all songs built on carefully blooming buds wilt, but there is mystery in the breeze that finds us when life feels unsure.

7 38
2020-07-29

We watched them march through midnight, uniforms with boundless blood edges. As told, everyone hid from view, since bilateral relationships don't exist with them. Only venal. Then we saw a little boy face down in mud.

4 30
2020-07-08

An abbreviated era of everything beautiful in each season will remain in all things, no matter the chaos birthed from errors ignored. There is compassion in rain, snow, and even hale. All bathe the earth.

9 38
2020-07-01

I heard your hums in the wind, turning tangles in my rubiginous hair. It led me to the boat where we'd read books for a while as we ate jumbo corn dogs & drank pitchers of pink lemonade—where I see you.

13 68
2020-06-24

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

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

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