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the me I am

Hi... Maybe you can help me... Do you know where I am? Not where I am right now, but the me I am looking for? The me I am looking for is about my height. She is sort of like me in looks... maybe a little prettier. She is definitely less awkward. Her words do… Continue reading the me I am

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across grassy lawns

I walk a path of most resistance Side walk, pavement, footpath, dark and dingy alleyway Trailing, meandering toward my destination But I can't seem to stop stopping along the way I sit and have a coffee in the gutter I wander into someone's yard to lend a hand I set fires and kiss hands and… Continue reading across grassy lawns

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flower, when plucked

Flowers need the Earth, the ground, to be flowers But the ground is still the ground without the flower The flower does remain the flower, when plucked. Once a pretty little thing to look upon, but soon wilting, dying. The ground doesn't need anything to be itself. It is always the ground. If someone asks… Continue reading flower, when plucked

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Kintsukuroi

Life happens Damaging Barely managing People waft In and out Like autumn leaves Or tides Or clouds Leaving marks On your body On your skin Heart their play thing A chew toy for the careless Un careful Care fully Who fully cares? Once whole Shattered Scattered Torn and tattered We pick up our pieces Cradling… Continue reading Kintsukuroi

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bonds positively charged

Feeling rain on my skin As if for the first time Droplets cool as snowflakes Divine scents of earth and ozone and decay The rain trickling down my windscreen no longer looks like tears Water molecules cling to each other Cohesion Hydrogen bonds Positively charged Rivulets seem random But there is always a reason Always… Continue reading bonds positively charged

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smile, fucker!

How do you honestly feel at the moment? Now, smile. Right now. Go on, don't be shy... Give your Lemons a big cheesy grin. Now Laugh. Yes... Out loud. So everyone around you can hear. As if what you are reading right now is fucking hilarious because I am a comedic goddess. Now... Let's go… Continue reading smile, fucker!

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In a surprising turn of events…

So, a weird thing happened... This afternoon I get a message from my mother saying "call your brother about a duck" Err... okay!! Naturally, I couldn't call him quick enough because... what the actual fuck... bahahahahaha So, my brother is... a strange person. Coming from me, that says something. I won't get too much into… Continue reading In a surprising turn of events…

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not poetry – take 2 *or* getting to know your lemons

Not poetry part 1 is here I am rarely serious Well, that's not true I find it Difficult To be serious Terrariums are a thing A thing I like to make Picking a jar Rocks, charcoal, soil Choosing plants and bugs Creating a mini world And watching it either thrive Or perish I like bugs… Continue reading not poetry – take 2 *or* getting to know your lemons

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damage and flourishing

Letting go of past sins Sins that were not my own Flowering branches that once stretched high Axe-hacked Burned at the stake Witch hunts were your favourite pastime Shovel digging to find my roots Too twisted Knotted Strong For you to get to Rejecting the damage And flourishing with new growth Bright green shoots grow… Continue reading damage and flourishing

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edge stars twinkling

Piece by piece Across this inferno The depths of which seem too savage to cross The tumultuous waves and fire and ash from the mouths of this volcanic pit Soul searing Build a bridge to set you free One nail at a time Slaughter a forest of trees Carve them into sturdy planks Rope and… Continue reading edge stars twinkling