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Month: January 2021

Posted on January 23, 2021January 23, 2021

Lost in Time: 2. A New Thing Rising

… “GO! NOW!” The final command from his father before everything went dark rang through him. “RUN!” Rael closed his dry mouth, doing his best to muster up enough spit to un-mummify his tongue. Between thirst and shock he was parched. His feet drew him forward while his eyes feasted on the majesty of the…

Posted on January 22, 2021January 22, 2021

Lost in Time: 1. Awakening

uuuuuuh…. my head… my poor… poor head. What a feeling that was… So strange. The first thing to catch my eye was the difference in greens. One had been a deep forest. This… was inviting and more… Emerald. After blinking a few times to adjust to the lighting. The throb in my crown subsided. I…

Posted on January 21, 2021January 21, 2021

Zombie Fruit do do do do dodo… Zombie Fruit

Huff puff… Prior to this moment… what came to mind when I thought of apples… Well, they are a fruit… check… They grow on a tree… check… huff puff The juice they make is fantastic… true, yes. Fermented… even better… Huff puff The pies they bake are aromatic delights… mmhmm. Keep going… really dig. huff…

Posted on January 10, 2021January 10, 2021

Superbia

You sink your fangs into my veins.Seamless how you find my weakness.Skin deep, every first time… it catches me… stupidly accepting, is my worst crime, against meMy ignorance of realms beyond me the greatest Achilles. Blindly following the cheering crowd surrounding me.Fall in like a lemming. Willing to feel communion falsely.Saturated in kin minds puffing…

Posted on January 9, 2021

In a Breath…

I just need a little peace.Just a little piece of joy to find meRight where I’m at,I need a joke to grab me by the noseI need a life-sized tickle to get me through this pickleThis isn’t just some old hat…This is it for me… I’m laying it at your feetI need to feel eternity…

Posted on January 7, 2021January 7, 2021

Initium: (Episode 1)

“It’s raining, it pouring the old man is snoring…” In typical creepy fashion, the song melted into a fit of disjointed giggles. Macy’s little feet felt as if they were pulled by some invisible force beyond the veil of blue hues. She continued over the strange tiling, following what had become a never-ending twist of…

Posted on January 4, 2021January 6, 2021

Bellicose

You started this fire, not me, but while we’re stuck in this heatI thank you for this bowl YOU’ve offered me.light it up, light up in me, and let me rest between these blows.So sick of sucking I might explode into a vein of Bellicose… I didn’t ask for this, I wouldn’t have known too,…

Posted on January 4, 2021January 4, 2021

Original Poem: Infirmus

The truth is, I find your thoughts abusive.They darken the light I brought back with me.When I was flakey, Only One saved me.In my fleeting moments… Only One still cheered for me sincerely.Only One came back for me to lift me from the den of thieves.I tried on the skins they offered me, they didn’t…

Posted on January 3, 2021January 3, 2021

Hill Valley Diaries: (EP:2)

It was too late. He’d tasted blood and now, it was in his blood to want more of it. That’s what the sheriff had told pop the day he came to our house. There was no hey, sorry for the misunderstandin’ or nothin… No, hey son, mind leavin me to yer parents for a minute…

Posted on January 2, 2021January 2, 2021

Learning Doodle

Sometimes I process things better while doodling how they make me feel. Sometimes… In the process of chewing through sand I stumble into pearls from time to time <3 Thank you.

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