oozey mess
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dirt enthusiast
Xuebing Du
blake kathryn
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
JVL
noise dept.
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Peter Solarz
Cosimo Galluzzi
occasionally subtle
roma★
KIROKAZE
if i look back, i am lost
titsay
Sweet Seals For You, Always
JBB: An Artblog!
Janaina Medeiros
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@badpoemsandanokayurl
Cemeteries are full of life
Just look
Flowers forgotten
Sprouting into new
Surrounding the cold stone
Warmed by the morning sun
Moss growing
Green over gray
Fighting to become.
Nothing happened here.
It is a place of rest
And a place of new life
From the life that has now gone by
-kjt
I didn't want him to go.
I wanted to slip my hands beneath his jacket
Lock my fingers there around his small frame
And find a place to rest my head
Right next to his heart
For a very long time.
-kjt
Obsession Recognized
Everyone now feels the way I do
every day.
Hand sanitizer.
Door handle.
Something too sticky.
Something not right.
Someone shook my hand.
The imaginary burn isn't so imaginary these days.
I don't have to change to be safe.
But I don't get to stop when this mess is over.
OCD and a global pandemic
-kjt
i could tell you
i don't want you to kill yourself
all day
but what i want doesn't matter
every time
you drag your tired body back from the brink
you show yourself
that you are strong
strong enough to come back from the edge of it all
no matter how many times you walk by it
i can't give you a reason but you can
just know i want you to stay
even when you don't want to
What I wish I would have said to my suicidal client this morning but instead I am crying in my car.
-kjt
A creation story
The sky lights up
The words tumble out
Like a lightning strike
Behind my eyes
Between my ears
A moment is born
Within my mind
As this one passes
Once it is born
It grows like a child
-kjt
Do not call me Venus,
For I am not she.
I am rough around more than edges.
I don't love easily.
I forget some times I have a pretty face.
If anything I am the God of war.
I cause chaos and loss at every life I touch.
Do not call me Venus for I am not she.
You'll see that Mars is the better name for me.
-Kjt
Hey guys! I haven't introduced myself. My name is Kate. I haven't been able to invest time into this blog with all the craziness. In the lull towards the end of this school year, I have decided to finally take one digitalizing my notebooks. Starting with my first on I started writing in in middle school. ( Sheesh that was FOREVER ago) to the previous summer. Anyway welcome to my secret writer's nest.
A Relationship Described in Poems
I'm scared because you still love me.
Like when we first met, but now you just know my secrets.
-kjt
Something I believe about myself
I feel like I am easy to get along with, but I am just as easy to leave.
-kjt
Without a significant relationship I'm just another person with something to say.
