we danced in the kitchen.
the chipping yellow linoleum beneath our feet.
for my birthdays.
for my wedding.
for all the things i knew you would miss.
we were both too young to say goodbye.
you didn’t understand.
but i did.

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we danced in the kitchen.
the chipping yellow linoleum beneath our feet.
for my birthdays.
for my wedding.
for all the things i knew you would miss.
we were both too young to say goodbye.
you didn’t understand.
but i did.
CALLA LILY Alum-lily devotion + faithfulness watercolor and pencil 4/4
FORGET ME NOT Myosotis Remembrance + Loyalty Watercolor and pencil 3/4
HYDRANGEA Hydrangea grace + gratitude watercolor 2/4
SWEET ALYSSUM Lobularia maritime "sweetness of soul" watercolor and pencil 1/4
tea on a tuesday morning ~ a.s.
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to the girl i thought i'd be ~ a.s.
Rainer Maria Rilke
We always laughed about our yellow door, How our house was simple and plain. With its black tiled roof, And painted white front. Except our yellow front door.
And now, When I walk past the yellow doors downtown, The ones on the restaurant, Or the toy store, I think of home, I think of you, And our yellow front door.
~a.c.s
Trista Mateer, "Baggage", from Honeybee
we danced in the kitchen. you spinning me; care free. those are the fading memories i whisper to. whispering happy birthday, to a ghost.
~a.c.s.
— love is for the hopeless
pink became good again before it was "a girl" color that i was supposed to like so i didn't so i forced myself to push the words "i hate pink" "i don't wear pink" past my pink lips because something else didn't make sense now those knots are unfurled and pink became good again because what was skewed was girl girl not pink and pink became good again
this is so fuckin funny out of context this is about a heron lmao mary oliver is a lesbian
I wish I could write
Woven stories
And profound poetry
But there seems to be a something in my way
It might be impatience
Or it might be a lack of talent
But either way there is something in my writing that is not what I want it to be
The paragraphs are stilted
And the words are too sharp
It’s never what I imagined
Especially when there are no words at all