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Winter whispered into our homes and we'd underestimated its bellwether portent of woe. Avarice wept on our fortresses, blizzards made roads into 1/3

6 36
2021-03-14

"Interior clean, smiles cunning, windows draped with glittering streamers. Our delightful guild of supervillains is afoot! Get that court jester into his promposal suit! He shall ride a... 1/3

5 23
2021-03-11

There's a lost soul inside the misanthropic Chenoo that wanders graves where flowers grow, where there is hope after death & its maelstrom of ghosts. In his ice heart is a land where moss lives though all... 1/2

6 27
2021-03-02

The sun went missing for ten unholy days after her magic inkwell spilled, staining the world in shadow. We couldn't forget the end, reviewing... 1/2

8 46
2021-01-02

As Mrs. Burnett traded her husband's mouth for one that spoke less but more pleasantly for the sake of her kids, the magnificent mountains surrounding their town dimmed. 405 1/2

5 42
2020-12-25

We kept the fireplace burning through Christmas, the flames making the oranges on the coffee table radiant as Santa's jingle bells flew over our house—but we were petrified. Krampus raked across the roof, reciting a poem in some forgotten language. 404

5 67
2020-12-22

Life is filled w/ misplaced misgivings. We trust the wrong people w/ words spoken honestly as Mrs. Lovett's meat pie recipe & overlook snow's lovely glimmer to lavish the warmth at metal lockers.

10 42
2020-12-19

Time seems among near & distant thieves in those moments—an elephant of loneliness' delirium—but time itself can be an enjoyed miracle within the fog, like peace in knowing Rudolph's nose is lighting the way. 5

8 44
2020-12-11

Stalwart & valiant. She arrived during first snow when millions perished, leaving the rest in despair. Her axe was large & menacing yet no chop killed. It embedded an elixir. An imaginary heroine to outsiders but to us a living legend. Her heart? Mine.

7 57
2020-12-07

Rumours can be delectable things once the delirium ceases & breath trembles toward sideways fate. Suppose their armada of laughter at another's forced ruin had changed earlier. I needn't bother. 392

4 52
2020-11-17

Day's onuses don't always spill into nights. There are peaceful hours when we may fall asleep with kisses tucked in our sleeves, a dream of narwhals in the sky waiting. 1

5 54
2020-11-03

My legs are tired from peddling down this river—a mix of tears & ink that saved me in earlier days. Their goal may be warm but inexperience misleads. Smiles are invigorating when they're not solely a choice.

7 48
2020-11-03

When yesterdays have exhausted & we've bankrupted worries from long nights, I hope the light outlining your silhouette stays clean if the sun abandons a day; & you still see doves & cats in every cloud.

15 70
2020-10-07

mirabelle and cherry bloomed…
mixture crystalline efflorescence
circulate back and forth
infusing sophistication



🎨Lucia Sarto

9 36
2020-10-05

Pretty boy with hollowed eyes and voice like dry ice to your soul. Pretty boy who debuted with unique tresses called through your mirror in a game from which he crawls.

3 39
2020-10-01

"Fair-weather delight you are in this colourful world. So blasé toward hearts of little boys and girls. Wishing to burn what you see as freak flags waving in the dark, but such holders of are what gave you your spark."

9 44
2020-09-23

Such glory in far fractals, making senses brittle when they twine w/ our sights. Like a picturesque vertigo from great heights from the adventurous torn love between clouds & falling snow.

13 62
2020-08-31

Nothing dilutes a panther's grace. As leaves mess & turn with gusts, as zinnias blossom in honour, as milestones come & go—their energy will forever stay. That is practical in its own right.

18 64
2020-08-30

A flutist on the howling wind sought you upon a tenebrous descension. It was an enchanted night and you left your blanket fort—the safe zone—for a warm mausoleum. Foolish souls hear. Listen. 365

10 55
2020-08-09

Bristles on my bones were wiped away by the encompassing wind, its poetry howling lavender in my ears. We drank in razor greens and blues, tasted bright belief in each breath. What a day to be with friends again. 1

7 61
2020-08-03