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Vagina Dentata

Pearls are drawn from the void for you-

Yawning lazy maw,

Clicking

With anticipation of FLESH.

Fangs extracted from the soft pink walls,

Crying for mama,

Crying for milk.

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Dog

Would you like me for me to draw the shape of it on paper?

I do not know if I would do it,

Although the frustration

Is not with you

(Never with you).

It is with me like a dog,

Like a constant source of light.

That is the shape I take

As I try to be close to you,

With bells and whistles and offerings of fruit,

Through puddles or mirrors or pools.

Never lost,

we are constantly born anew-

I have forgotten what you asked.

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Untitled Love Poem

I tried to be as a door-

You are my door.

Open as I am closed-

Walking in and out of frame,

Trying to feel your body,

With the strange sensation

That I cannot see you

Because you are all around me

And inside.

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The clouds were all lemon-y pale

With the sun breaking through,

shimmering,

Like holographic meringue

On the pie in the sky.

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Chaos

Galaxies are moving-

Constellations of astrological significance clicking into place

Like gears in their cosmic patterns.

They are clockwork,

spinning above us

to the distant flutter of a butterfly's wings.

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CHECK OUT ONE OF A KIND WIREWRAPPED MERMAID JEWELS IN MY ETSY STORE

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Video of a salamander at Joe Wheeler Wildlife Refuge.

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Two hellebore bouquets

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Two fairies inspired by violets! And in the case of fairy #2, Lana Del Rey's book of poetry. 🌼

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Evening

Sometimes the light is so blue

I can’t stand it-

It’s so dusty, heavy blue

With clouds and twilight in the sky like lace,

And goodnight words

Springing from our mouths

Like bubbles of air underwater,

As we are weighed down by the trembling certainty

Of dusk coming on, deeper blue

Sapphire-black

Drowning us all in a silent curtain.

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Crumbs

My siblings will come through these woods

After I am gone

And I do hope they will fare better than I.

I am still

Begging for crumbs

So that one day I may string a garland

Or maybe a necklace

Or a trail of bread, all stabbed through with yarn

So that you may find your way through the woods

And come home safely.

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Rainy Day walk + color manipulation

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Pink Weedlings

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Chai the cat.

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My Playa bike

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Fondly

I will remember you fondly

Like sunlit days of summer-

With the blackened smell of bonfires

And the morning glories blooming.

Tenderly,

Like the humid southern night

When the dirt roads lay silent

And fragrant with honeysuckle.

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Buttercup