Je me suis toujours demandé, À quoi ressemblerait la vie après ma mort. Tout n’est pas mauvais. C’est une sensation de noyade, Mais plutôt que le manque d’oxygène, Il y… Read on
Poetry / all
not gon lie imma lover y’all i always have been a lover always will be i have loved love since i was a small child it’s an infatuation that will… Read on
My arms shake and my heart races. Time swoops down from the sky, flaunting its feathers in front of my face It grazes my fingers as it flies. I reach… Read on
The sun whispers sweet nothings in the flower’s ear for all the rabbits and birds to hear. The flower stretches up towards the sky, seeking the sun’s warm embrace. Months… Read on
I am a soul. My aura radiates love and compassion from the core. I was made from two other souls who want to see me soar. And sometimes I wonder… Read on
A big part of me is scared to take that leap of faith I don’t feel equipped to be in spaces I’ve never entered I’m scared I’ll make a grave… Read on
