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Three-line poems that describe the conflicts between beauty, sadness, fear, and desire.
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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…
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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.
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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: sunrise

The Vanity Ventriloquist

Vanity controls all. Some are ashamed of being less than perfect, and their vanity compels them to hide within the dark. Some are proud of being ideally beautiful, and their vanity compels them to appear before the light. But all are controlled by…

Evanescence

I am tired. In the spaces between my heartbeats I find moments of silence anchored by shadows to the breath of every dawn, but this is before the daytime expels sunrise’s misty serenity and thrusts me into a place where people use my…

Second Life

  When you open your eyes after a vivid dream, despite its vibrant nature, the details begin to fade from your memory faster than water slides through the cracks of cupped hands. This is how it feels to die.   Her life was…

Experience and Innocence

As the languid slink of tentative waves tinkled between the creases of river rocks, its wide, smooth arcs flowed in and out. The cool waves inched their way forwards with slow, hesitant motions before lightly kissing the lips of grey-speckled rocks. With the…

Father, Not Husband

  I lie beside him in bed each night, deprived of sleep by his heavy, relentless snores. Every morning, I help him get out of bed with painstaking effort. I guide his slow, shuffling movements as he makes his way to the bathroom.…

I Am The Ocean

I am the ocean. I am calm and steady, though cool and distant towards those who pry into my life and swim in my waters without any knowledge of who I am. My personality in itself is a contradiction; I am of fierceness,…

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