She is the dawn and I am the clouds she ever shyly tints. I am the reflective explosions of colour as she chooses where to leave her mark, Iam the birds first waking up after she rises, in my world I wish to control where she rises and sets butin truth there is no wayContinue reading “dance”
Do circumstances justify self-pity?
we are all frail as glass and maybe we should be as transparent with each other so we fully realize our own humanity and leave behind our pride.
I am in a glass box and I don’t know how to escape it. I have seen tigers ablaze and actors fake it, half wrung clothes spread out to dry, knowing no one would come to take them in because their purpose had been washed away like the dirt that stained them, I I seeContinue reading “//glass//”
it’s only a matter of time before the light shines through and you find that what he said was true all along. you are new.
Often times, it is not the organized moments which bring joy, but the accidental ones. A catch up with an old friend, a walk through the woods and-more. Let’s try this. I am always put in awe by water, of the way it moves and defies order and yet blends perfectly into it. Something inContinue reading “|water|”
Home is running barefoot through a forest path, yelling all the way in case there are bears. There never are, but we enjoy the rush.Home is calling friends at unnatural times because time zones don’t care who’s missing who.Home is my grandma’s perfume seeping through the scarves she’s left behind.Home is yelps and screams becauseContinue reading “|home|”
Ten, four fifteen. Cherry blossoms pristine. I watch the green alive around me. Where am I? Where am I? Cross my heart and hope I fly ignore my heart and wish for death. Cold air, piercing deep, please- let me catch my breath. Little bird, cherry tree you know where you find safety One growsContinue reading “cherry blossom |3|”