she is art;
A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
Somewhere in the dark cobwebbed corners of your mind there is a blooming flower (inspired by @whispers post “Pain Is All I Feel”)
A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
i want to be a flower, to be immobile, to be a garden...
I collect the withered flowers with my bruised fingertips, carrying my deepest sorrows...
An Acrostic on flowers. Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy!
"They know war
like a mother's gaze."
(TW) This might be a heavy poem for some, but it's about the lowest of humanity, based on the attack on an Afghan maternity ward. Thank you for reading x
The first part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and precious people around us! Enjoy!
It begins to learn that the abyss was not an end, but a genesis. (for @lilimurato’s collab)
Sometimes life tastes like teardrops of white noise.
(Trigger Warning: mature themes) A poem about trauma and salvaging love, for the Sexual Assault Awareness contest. Thank you for reading <3 (Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZcf3oXfz5k)
wildflowers | the story of how seeds represent the biggest sacrifice this world will ever see
A 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒕. A picturesque portrait of 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒚, while the Lady twirls towards her dusk, and leaves the dance to the 𝘎𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳. '𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇, 𝒾𝒻 �...
// our love thrives due to the compost of my past lovers //
sometimes love isn't enough. (2017)
A retelling of ‘Dandelion’, a previous piece of ours, based on Ray Bradbury’s ‘Dandelion Wine’.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴: 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.