the exhale
this cold is making
me appreciate
wellness
every thoughtline
rounding back from
illness
to gratitude & joy
in moments full of
silence
all still & hushed &
a muted atypical
existence
ahhhh...
top of page
bottom of page
this cold is making
me appreciate
wellness
every thoughtline
rounding back from
illness
to gratitude & joy
in moments full of
silence
all still & hushed &
a muted atypical
existence
ahhhh...
A hot sun glistening white on gold sand Reaching to the sun crowned ocean, An ocean's-breadth East And to the feet of moon capped mountains A mountain's length West. There is no water Eagerly pursued,
My basket is full, filled, flowering, A rooted spark blooming bright Amidst hawthorn blossoms White as a bridal veil And I wind about the tree Like ribbons 'round a pole Weaving life within my body A
I got a nosebleed considering a TikTok about spanking. Telling me to make a mistake So I can learn new things, spread my wings, Set myself free into the privilege of trying. And all at once I was back