Gracefully Written

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WRITINGS

  • mourning.

    mourning.

    written 05/14/2025 mourning small and short, but large in presence.a mind that never rests, never really asleep,for she was told, imagination can teleport you worlds away.special in the heart and soul, always holds her…

  • 404 error (page not found)

    404 error (page not found)

    404 error (page not found) age of technocracy dawned upon us, artificial intelligence tracking the masses, flock identifying the round faces of kids on a school bus.thiel should have mentioned to our dear king…

  • lawless

    lawless

    lawless this love does not follow the guidelines created by men with no virtue,nor does it breathe near mean without dreams.swarthy, warm, rough lies does the rule of law push toward the, the love…

  • even a flower can bloom in the desert

    even a flower can bloom in the desert

    even a flower can bloom in the desert although it has taken a while, my mind has expanded as the roots of an oak reach into the ground searching for nutrient and water, each…

  • Spilled Milk

    Spilled Milk

    spilled milk ever since i was a little girl, kicking my feet in the front seat of your disgusting, worn out station wagon, listening to the men on the radio talk about which “B…

  • flowers

    flowers

    May 21, 2025 flowers planted, grown, and raised in the soil;deep in the earth, near to the core.filled with hope and dreaming to bea beautiful blossoming peony.will i become a flower, a bright petaled…

  • you took everything

    you took everything

    nefariously you crept, into my mind,wary of those with judgement enough to surmise;wary of family who acquired discerning eyes;wary unless i was unattended;meticulously you bonded, ensuring i felt safe,wooing a child with extravagance she…

  • to decay at twenty and three

    to decay at twenty and three

    an hour, sixty seconds, ten minutes pass me by;no amount of time could rectify,not a year or more, could heal my pain,you see, i bare an incurable, lifelong burden,forever these remain.ponder yourself into a…

  • Part Two

    Part Two

    i ask of you, the one who created and broke me, will you hunt for another little girl, or will this end withwhat you have done to hurt and shame this little girl you…