gradual finding it wasn’t love at first sight, but rather relating to a gradual finding. it occurred to me in the most ordinary of moments: i could never again exist without you. april 21st, 2021 i think an imperative aspect in truly loving someone is choosing to seek understanding in their complex spectrum of light:Continue reading “gradual finding: A Collection of Poetry and Prose”
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spring is for blossoming: a collection of poetry and prose
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False Hoax
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Each and Every Instance
If there is anything love has made me, it is better through each and every instance. Platonic, familial, and romantic. Or, simply for the sake of recognizing it. Whether shared in communion, or in the comfort of a pet. In any medium, art and creation. Love has surely caused me to be better for it.Continue reading “Each and Every Instance”
Time
“Time is one of the greatest teachers, if only we surrender to pay attention.”
Image: “ether” by Stephanie Valentin
tectonic plates
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You Are Never Too Far From the Rise or Setting of the Sun
In retrospect, I was never quite satisfied with my existence. I always craved change—differences in the seemingly mundane. At times, I was unsure of said alterations’ natures and origins. I assumed transformation required an external catalyst. It wasn’t until recently that I realized progress begins within. There is infinite power which follows the understanding ofContinue reading “You Are Never Too Far From the Rise or Setting of the Sun”
new stardust
garden when i am away from him, my claw-marked burdens suffocate me deeply with no remorse or pardon. when we meet again, he gently soothes them to silence and sings me lullabies within my garden. new stardust my routines have been shaken. i am willingly living unrehearsed. changing right before my open eyes, i writeContinue reading “new stardust”
The Jack of All Spin: A Collection of Poetry
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Ending: March 3rd, 2020
Sometimes, loves are short lived. A spark is ignited as quickly as it goes out. Other times, love burns so agonizingly slow, prolonging until the very last ash has blown away. The story will write itself until each party has absolutely nothing left to give. You go along your separate paths, but keep the memoriesContinue reading “Ending: March 3rd, 2020”
i forgot the sky is blue: December’s Collection of Poetry and Prose
Painting: “An artist in his studio contemplating a moonlit street from his opened window” by Caspar David Friedrich
“What Do You Hope For After Death?”
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Slow Burn: October’s Collection of Poetry
Image: Cotopaxi, 1862, Frederic Edwin Church
Resplendence, Alas: September’s Collection of Poetry
Black-Eyed Susan She was my childhood best friend. Adjacent each other, we would grow. From church affairs, or in her basement, to the Abby and Abby Show. . We looked out for one another, like when we tried out for track. I was the one who went back for her when she had a breathContinue reading “Resplendence, Alas: September’s Collection of Poetry”
Free Fall: A Collection of Poetry
Image: “The Butterfly Nebula” by NASA.
The Sunday of Summer: August’s Collection of Poetry
Dance in the Sun Talking with Brandy while drinking wine Painting the town to pass the time Distracting ourselves because we can’t be alone Closing the chapter of your childhood home . Fourteen full years of growth and some pain Hand in hand when standing in rain Slaying our demons, deciphering first loves Still findingContinue reading “The Sunday of Summer: August’s Collection of Poetry”
