Featured Series: Bedsheets and Petals
Three-line poems that describe the conflicts between beauty, sadness, fear, and desire.
Featured Post: Dandelion Ballerina
I want wrists curved like butterfly wings; a jawline arched like the vein of a leaf; a ribcage like a harp. I will sway to music-box melodies beside the daisies: the dandelion ballerina…
Featured Series: My Nature Series
A collection of pieces that revolve around the nature and nurture creation of a human being, told from the perspectives of air, water, earth, and fire.
Featured Post: Holding Breath in a Room Full of Air
She was trying desperately to break the boundaries of her being and bind her blemishes in bandages...

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Archive of posts published in the tag: reality

Metamorphosis

Today I realized how dependent I am on the personalities of others to hide away the things about me I don’t want to accept. *** I’m using people like camouflage, changing myself as if everything I am doesn’t go beyond skin. *** Please…

The Shrinking Girl

  It happened in a subway sandwich shop, of all places. This is where you go to feel full, not empty; but there he was, watching us, hungry, licking his lips. I never thought about how easy it would be for someone unclasp…

The Pain Game

We can’t wait for our wounds to start healing – not because we want to feel better but because we want to start comparing the size of our scars. *** Apparently, we only have the right to be important when we’re placing our…

Dreamcatchers

  After all, hope is just the word grown-ups use for magic. *** I’ve only seen you once, at Grand Central Station when you smiled at me and then disappeared into the blur of people, but right then I knew that you would…

Losing Time

I have lost time the way I lose eyelashes: perpetually, unconsciously, dismissively – and I never noticed how jetlagged my innocence was until I couldn’t compensate for the loss of my childhood anymore. *** I play hide-and-seek with goodbyes because when they find me I know…

Fairest of Them All

ROSEMARY: A young, fairy-tale loving girl who was raised by a gentle and attentive mother (MARIANNE). She is initially bright and hopeful, but as she grows older and more beautiful, she becomes the object of her mother’s jealousy. Thus her relationship with MARIANNE…

Painting By Night

What do these texts suggest about an individual’s capacity for self-sacrifice in the face of compelling circumstances? (Polished Personal) Creative Response to “Dancer” with connections based on the imagery of darkness and light to represent confinement and freedom, the idea of a game…

My Landscape

I have four fatal flaws; four which I must embrace; four which I must accept; four which I must experience my life through. I have four fatal flaws; four which I must apologise for; four which I must shed for better attributes; four…

My Sea

My sea is layered and lively, a collection of every part of me and unrestrained in the candor of its being. My sea is me. Their sea is surface and simple, a fraction of the truth and limited to what they are able…

Holding Breath in a Room Full of Air

She held her breath in a room full of air. She was determined to prove she could control her body, because she was afraid to be a slave to the flesh and bone construct that was created to contain the core of her…

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