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i... am also not good at moodboards... please forgive the non-aestheticness...

bound by these thorny vines to the altar, bridal & bloodied, what was meant to be innocent & naive is ruined by the incessant flies that seek out the warmth ...

i'd love to join as a Navigator ! i'll always take a chance to write more poetry especially after this napo...

i would love to >_>

there is no need to panic, no shadows to hide from once you are among the flowers. finally, i have escaped. & it is all beautiful. fin.

homeward/bound to the kennel #50 4/30/26 i can see it now– the warmth at the end of the forest. i have been stuck in these shadowed halls for thirty days– ...

the true paradise #49 4/30/26 yearning for the so-called home away from home and a thin veil for the kind of violent affection that is killing what could be my ...

handle with care #48 4/29/26 to shatter & be shattered are / the same edges of the broken glass-- / knuckles still bloodied / left to scab over, / just ...

when all is said & done #47 4/28/26 i have learned to quit while i’m ahead. don’t get your hopes up– the romance that you yearn for & the stories ...

@ the computer, 7:59 #46 4/27/26 i think i have exhausted myself of any oppritunity opritunity opporitunity opportunity to renew myself into something greater-- write something greater, be someone tha

destructive tendencies #45 4/26/26 written yesterday, posted today due to lack of wifi yesterday. i, for one, know for a fact that all things in my life are temporary. that ...

hymns sung in mountains #44 4/25/26 take me back to vermont & bury me in pine-- orate some eulogy from the brush, i do not care how i go. all ...

in retrospect #43 4/24/26 i am ever-[restless]; these eyes are no good for the morning. never meant to wake up, at least that is how i feel deep down-- that ...

springterlude vi #42 4/23/26 the cold is seemingly inescapable for the crocus. it will either die in vibrant heat or gentle snow and there will be no in-between.

inebriated in infancy #41 4/23/26 depression is hereditary-- at least, that is what i am thinking now that i have lost all ambition for action. the hesitance that has slowly ...