#9 in my Phobia Series. A poem inspired by a book and about 'metathesiophobia'. Thank you for reading. <3
Sometimes i feel sorry for my old toys in the cellar; it's pretty dark and cold down there
When I built a time machine, I traveled back to 1977 and I gave my younger self a hard smack. When I was a child, I bought the Star Wars action figures and removed them from their packs.
Ode to losses in the 21st century - aka: I dropped my phone in the toilet and am stressed. Thanks all x
playing, leaping, running, flying, crashing, trembling, bracing, crying
There was something that used to bring me joy. It was when I went to the mall to go to KB Toys.
A short Christmas poem about the magical feeling on Christmas Eve...
Some of the first poetry of mine I thought was okay to see the light of day.
#9 in my Phobia Series. A poem inspired by a book and about 'metathesiophobia'. Thank you for reading. <3
Sometimes i feel sorry for my old toys in the cellar; it's pretty dark and cold down there
When I built a time machine, I traveled back to 1977 and I gave my younger self a hard smack. When I was a child, I bought the Star Wars action figures and removed them from their packs.
Ode to losses in the 21st century - aka: I dropped my phone in the toilet and am stressed. Thanks all x
playing, leaping, running, flying, crashing, trembling, bracing, crying
There was something that used to bring me joy. It was when I went to the mall to go to KB Toys.
A short Christmas poem about the magical feeling on Christmas Eve...
Some of the first poetry of mine I thought was okay to see the light of day.