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Happy Phoenix

Hi people, I will be taking a break for like a week after this post. Causes include: vacation + burnout. Bye. — Happy phoenix, a falling star above the city, crash landing to a skyscraper. An impromptu rooftop nest, the absolute best for gasping out her last breaths. A falling star sputtering, feathers of flameContinue reading “Happy Phoenix”

Where the Sky Meets the Sea

I hope you enjoy this experiment! I made a song on Garage Band on an iPad (so a super simple software), and I wanted to share it:) If you want more details about the meaning of this song and how I made it, check out this post on Buy Me a Coffee! I wrote lyricsContinue reading “Where the Sky Meets the Sea”

Fidget up a rainstorm

Fidget up a rainstorm like in elementary school when they taught about the water cycle– the sun heats a pond, makes the water drops so excited that they fidget up into the sky, join a cumulus clique, until they get sick with dancing in the club and precipitate from the party. — I’m too anxiousContinue reading “Fidget up a rainstorm”

Trash Bag in the Trees

Trash bag in the trees, rustling in the breeze tissue to the sneeze of the greenest of the leaves. — “Get me out!” The trash bag will announce, “I can’t stand another ounce of this travesty.” But, unable to flee, the trash bag will flounce about uselessly, witnessing the beech tree’s teeniest sprouts growing upContinue reading “Trash Bag in the Trees”

Can you hear the violence?

Yes, I stole this line from a Lorde song. No, this poem has nothing to do with “The Louvre.” — thunder bones by midnight, I can be a cannon too; however tired and styrofoamed in silence I sit, my ribs beat for violence. I can wake the sleeping suburbs with my scream rip up theirContinue reading “Can you hear the violence?”

Catharsis in the Violence

Catharsis in the violence, Or solace, I guess. Like, my heart’s breaking But it’s vaguely okay Because the world’s breaking too. — And I know, it’s terrible of me To relate to strangers fleeing for their lives, It’s terrible of me To take solace In sickness, destruction From the ease of my laptop screen, ButContinue reading “Catharsis in the Violence”

Random things that make me cry

I don’t know why, but lately I’ve been in a mood called “feel like crying.” At the finale of a tv series at coming home from my brother’s soccer game that he won at a graphic novel at a song at waking up at thinking about this summer, this August, the prospect of my siblings’Continue reading “Random things that make me cry”

Words whose sounds fit their definitions

You all know what onomatopoeia is? This article was inspired by that. Just like the word “BOOM” sounds like a firework going off, here are words that, in my opinion, sound like their definitions. Lovely (it’s a lovely sounding word, isn’t it?) Devastate. Obliterate. Scythe. Lamb. Feral. Spring (the bouncy type of spring, not necessarilyContinue reading “Words whose sounds fit their definitions”

Phobia

Help me, they’re coming for me– 12:37 am I shine my phone’s flashlight under the bed, in the closet, beneath the dresser, up and down the walls I wipe the floor with tissues the vent slats the outlets 1:23 am I crawl from under the covers turn on the lamp bend over and stare underContinue reading “Phobia”