Morgan Makes

art blog 25 they/them

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original collage 2024 “am I allowed to be happy?”

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I Must Apologize

For I’m not used to something this nice. I’ve grown fond of tormented nights. And one sided fights. Then, that was what was right.

This was love! This was sent from above. Its what I was told to dream of!

Sure, I hid myself away. But, I did that every day. Cried tears to fill bay. But, they told me that’s okay.

Then, I saw my friends faces. As I told them my safe places.

I realized it was bad. To constantly fear “them”, mad.

When you smile at me. I think to myself, when will I bleed? Who leads? Who do I be?

I’m trying to understand that communication is key. Because I’m used to not being able to speak.

You told me you love listening! Your happiness glistening!

It’s hard Because it’s not.

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Star in Pterodactyl outfit. Star loves dinosaurs and I will fight anyone who says otherwise

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I Got Prescribed Today

She cried because she realized I was recovering. I cried with joy because I was recovering from her.

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The air conditioner sounds like rushing water and suddenly Im drowning

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Tomorrow

Today, I gave blood I remembered last night. When I wanted myself in the mud. But today I have the chance to save a life I could have spilled my giving, But I didn’t, I’m still living

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She said I was her light then her's went dark.

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My Creations, Myself

In my living will I write over and over kill my body if it lacks the use of my hands. Because what am if not someone who writes of forgotten lands?

But I see a lethal flaw in my writing. Because when I can’t create the end is so enticing.

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Fading

She stopped talking to me seamlessly. I wondered who else could.

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Unsafe Harbor

Their words repeatedly rung, And the danger hung. The scars stung, Just when I thought healing begun. Again, I had to run.

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Her hand beckoned, but mine shook.

six word story

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Rush

She is the moment when the warm water hits the front of your body, but you didn't realize you were cold. The relief is so intense you could cry.

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Property Of A Body

My art is the only thing that's mine, Even then only some of the time.

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Fall of Rome

You're making my art ruins and declaring it a critique.

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I am in my renaissance.

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a lil doodle of @poeticsuggestion I hope you enjoy!

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Shimmering Silver

I looked at the moon. I wept for the noon. Where I saw you hurt But soon we will recede from earth and into the sea And your eyes will peer into me.