The fire and smoke summoned flying shadows blotting out the sun and they brought silent rain upon the flames. I just treaded water,
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or (to the shore line)
The grass, trees, vines and algae left hardly any room for rune drawing so I ended up walking/crawling
Being asexual, kind of
Hala
We do not regret this we are glad just to take part in who you become
shower thoughts
My hair’s a rain cloud watering the skin ’round my toes to grow mold. *** find my published books at this link
can’t let Stranger Things go
As you may or may not know, I wasn’t very happy at how Stranger Things queerbaited its audience. In the past week or so, I’ve decided to do something with my annoyed feelings. That is, I started writing a
air fed
I tore at my sleeve with my teeth and got some gray thread to unravel and ripped it off the garment, then I got the whole string wet and stuck it on the wall
Winterbound
Can’t ever get warm inside, can’t it ever get me warm inside? I go feasting on dreams that fail to fill my belly, I go feasting on conversations and spinning discourses that only turn me dizzy, some people are more down for a debate than a decision; in this divide, there’s dreamers or there’s doers,Continue reading “Winterbound”
bed
I came to in a bed of rough feathers under an orange sky–dark orange, basically brown, streaked with red, because dust clouded the air.
