We read through the night
And write before the light
But when you catch my eye
I’ll like as much as I like
She is a glowing beauty, pink glass petals crack and refract aspects of different potentialities, an endless intermingling of what if realities reflected in a shimmering crystal flower in a jar in a fairytale that I tell myself.
-2023
Butterflies flutter
Flowers frolic, silken threads
Hold me as I sleep
🍄 day 5 of gratitude haiku
anything to be as effervescent as this light
Now, screaming at the black walls
This is all I want and all I was taught
Wonderful things bursting at the seams
I wonder if anyone actually watches me
-s's.
little scenes and pieces of the
audio visual cool girl
scatter into the screen
with hues of purple light blinding her machines
paths and documents and crowds and rejections
brilliantly laid out, a world of nonfiction
will she ever surmount to the crazy idle teen
but I know most times it never hurts for her to try, however alone she might be
Leonard Cohen
-s's.
-s’s.
-s’s.