My Poetry

Dazzling

In a world full of crayons, I want to be a marker.   Bright, bold, voluptuous, and simply fading away when my time comes.   I don't want to be like a crayon-dragged around. my body and identity dismembering around me until nothing remains of me.

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A Day In My Life

Phew!

As I said yesterday, I had a bunch of DIYs that I need to do before tomorrow that I didn't feel like doing myself. Today, I got them done! I painted my glasses I got at my housewarming. Unfortunately, one broke (not going to lie, I did it myself because I did not like how… Continue reading Phew!