𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘:
ELEGY written in quatrains; 𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑩-rhyme scheme, iambic pentameter. // 𝘈 𝘓𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘰𝘳...
𝐓𝐑𝐈𝙲𝙾𝙻𝕆𝕌ℝ// 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘺’𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘣 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘜𝘌𝘍𝘈 𝘌𝘶𝘳𝘰 2020.
𝐓𝐑𝐈𝙲�...
I asked people where they were from. I couldn't be more pleased by the results. Commaful truly reaches around the world!
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
Berries consists of grapes, tomatoes, currants and cucumbers. We have bananas and eggplants.
A poem exploring an experience I had with stereotypes in Europe
A journey of love and heartbreak through Europe. Tried something new. Hope you like it!
The title says it all....these are all photos taken by me!!! If you have a favourite comment it!
Doing what I cant
https://youtu.be/ZhuhTn_5euE
here's my entry for the History Retold contest
this is the back story of the first 37 years of my life.
She’s lost her sense of self, forgotten what it’s like to be a sister, wife, mother to her children. She’s put all her eggs in a basket, in this marriage that doesn’t exist anymore. It’s almost as if ...
Welcome to the party! 70th featured!
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘:
ELEGY written in quatrains; 𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑩-rhyme scheme, iambic pentameter. // 𝘈 𝘓𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘰𝘳...
𝐓𝐑𝐈𝙲𝙾𝙻𝕆𝕌ℝ// 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘺’𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘣 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘜𝘌𝘍𝘈 𝘌𝘶𝘳𝘰 2020.
𝐓𝐑𝐈𝙲�...
I asked people where they were from. I couldn't be more pleased by the results. Commaful truly reaches around the world!
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
Berries consists of grapes, tomatoes, currants and cucumbers. We have bananas and eggplants.
A poem exploring an experience I had with stereotypes in Europe
A journey of love and heartbreak through Europe. Tried something new. Hope you like it!
The title says it all....these are all photos taken by me!!! If you have a favourite comment it!
Doing what I cant
https://youtu.be/ZhuhTn_5euE
here's my entry for the History Retold contest
this is the back story of the first 37 years of my life.
She’s lost her sense of self, forgotten what it’s like to be a sister, wife, mother to her children. She’s put all her eggs in a basket, in this marriage that doesn’t exist anymore. It’s almost as if ...
Welcome to the party! 70th featured!