Summer ends in the heady days of early August in the public school sense I still wallow not yet mature enough, not yet rich enough to make…

She always knew she would,  until she felt electrified.

delicious —  the power of beauty trust, experience, thrive, elevate

1. Unkind silence it’s all I get mourning over a loss, crying over something I’ve never found. You take it upon yourselves to ignore me or to throw treasures my way to keep my melancholy at bay. Ignorance is bliss if you know when to use it. 2. Patterns float…

There were ripples and rifts of time I could see in the corners of my eyes. Night had descended hours ago, and I couldn’t shake off whatever poison I had treated myself to earlier, making my vision bleary and the rest of the cells in my body go into autopilot…

War child — a painted flower on each cheek a symbol that is all too opulent, all too knowing for this generation to understand the grounds for dismissal are all in order live to live or live to die while we are thousands of miles from the front lines we still have all of our battle…

As an echo bounces back My own voice drives into my ears

Wrapped —  grays and mists of color in the infancy of morning waiting for the chill to burn off in the rising of the sun this is our…

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