Ted Talk The eye of the universe bats its lashes at a a single sliver of splintered light blinking boastfully in the opaqueness– a crescent m☽☽n is birthed, carved by the Huntswoman’s ➳silver tipped arrows➳[…]
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My Poem
The poem I wrote is about a friend whom I had a falling out with. We’re better now, and our differences have been settled, but at the peak of the conflict I had felt a lot[…]
Who Am I?–A Portrait
~ PART ONE–THE FACADE ~ ~ When I look in the mirror, I see a girl whose desire is painted green. Green. Like the gem she was named after or the light burning furiously at[…]
To Fall In Love With Ones Self…
For a long time, I had been afraid of judgement. I’ve been scared of the rude remarks said behind my back, the statements and facts about me that everyone but me could see. As time wore[…]