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“Siren” - new painting - I challenged myself to use leftover paint in my palette and that’s what came about… The picture of the palette is after using the paint, only black is kinda left now…

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You say your name is heavy

Like an anchor that sinks into the ocean bed?

Like a warm wool coat that shields from the icy wind?

Like honey’s viscosity or cream’s thickness?

Like a suitcase full of first-edition brilliance?

You shake your head: No. Heavy, like…

a sack of drenched grains.

I laugh. Your self-deprecation

is the height of ludicrousness

You smile, tucking

the curls behind my ear;

What comes to mind

when you think of my name?

My turn to smile;

your name stretches my lips

as easily as a lily bursting open in bloom

Your name is the collection

of gossamer threads wrapped

around my brain

the comfort of cashmere

the light of an incandescent

glittering reflections of sun on water

the billowing of a scarf

in the soothing zephyr

keeping my attention

in apt rapture

Like a marble I roll between my fingers

your name is the ball set rolling

down the lane angled to strike down

every single pin of my stoicism

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Was writing something. Wondering if it’s better the less it made sense…

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I’m flooded with joy and it’s hard to contain it so i let it wash all over me~

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“Letting go means to come to the realization that some people are a part of your history, but not a part of your destiny.”

— Steve Maraboli

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“I would have lived in peace. But my enemies brought me war.” - Red Rising (Pierce Brown)

One of the best opening lines I’ve ever read.

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A Poem Unfinished (a poem)

A Poem Unfinished

I left a poem unfinished on my desk this morning to brown in the sun all day only turning it once at noon so it would finish evenly and soak in all the vitamin D it could ever need so that when read it would stand straight and tall in your memory for weeks after endearing itself into your life.

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so this is it i guess?

this is what it’s like

to have your breathing constricted

to have a giant hand

gnawing at your lungs

trying to pierce each and every areolus

not even one at a time

but all at once

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tears wanted to gush out

and i told them to fuck off

and not come again

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i think i am starting to reach that point

where i am learning to master my mind

instead of letting it control me

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you see

i don’t have a choice

i’ll go mad if i don’t create

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I am forced to write this. My heart is almost starting to cry again. I don’t know how to do this.

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and when the stability returns

i am conscious enough

to not let it get to my head

to not take it for granted

yet i make sure

to make the most of it

for god knows

how badly i had been craving it

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for love once lost

or what you knew it to be

you will find another

but for life once lost

you will never find another

not unless your cycle isn’t over

not unless you have to reincarnate

so keep holding onto dear life

even if you get it again in another form

find; you will never, one like this

ever again

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“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”

— David Foster Wallace