Day seven of NaPoWriMo about combating body dysphoria. I try to find myself, but I'm lost. Bathophobia: The fear of depth.
A fictional poem exploring the terrors of bathophobia. Requested by @areeba Day 1 of NaPoWriMo about the quarantine. music: Lovely - Billie E.
/// Art: Bill Viola
/// an homage to @sugar_cupcakes "You're no longer close to me."
Day 5 of NaPoWriMo.
A poem about the purest form of love.
A pair of acrostic tankas for day 6 of NaPoWriMo.
We all need someone to confide in. Sometimes I just get distracted. A positive poem, because we all need some good vibes. Day one of #napowrimo. Where it leads is anyone’s guess. I wrote three poems for day 5 of NaPoWriMo, so here's the first one.
A love so deep. You are my world.
Originally made for word art, but I liked it better as a standalone poem.
It do be like this sometimes.
Day 3 of NaPoWriMo. I did some visual poetry. It's a dog made out of words. A poem about deadlines because I just finished my ELA essay 30 minutes before it was due.
A poem dedicated to you, the reader.