Sunburn
A day had wrapped two frowns Around my shoulders Because the sun was indifferent So I stood on my hands And told a friend That sunburn Is a matter of perspective
Category: An Introspection
Finding Land
Grounded to land vs. Riding the wave
Diary of a Self-Consious Dream
A monologue by the personified dream
Bonfire
The chapter on burning and touching
In The End: Rough Hands/Tempered Hearts
A moment of self-awareness captured through an intentionally monochrome description of love.
Fingertips
Deciphering the heart: distinguishing between fairytales and futures.
Hurricane
We take one hand, whilst letting go of another. How do we deal with the internal conflicts arising from these matters of the heart?
Willow’s Waredrobe
Moral questioning: on the battle of guilt and forgiveness of the self.
Lights Out
Becoming every colour can leave us gray, when the lights go down
Greatless
An indulgent slur of exasperated egoism and every day self-inflation/deflation which I will probably edit forever
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