petiteraincity

petite from a rainy city

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"In the forest, there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. Every day, the straight tree would say to the crooked tree, 'Look at me...I'm tall, and I'm straight, and I'm handsome. Look at you...you're all crooked and bent over. No one wants to look at you.' And they grew up in that forest together. And then one day the loggers came, and they saw the crooked tree and the straight tree, and they said, 'Just cut the straight trees and leave the rest.' So the loggers turned all the straight trees into lumber and toothpicks and paper. And the crooked tree is still there, growing stronger and stranger every day." - Tom Waits

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the D word

behind the mask of smiles,

I drown in doom that last for miles

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I get so attached to some people, like we're both made of velcro and only a terrible sound and angry pull can seperate us. That, or age, the wear and tear of time, the repeated friction causing us to become dull and unable to stick anymore, or not as well. But even with the tattered edges and worn fabric, the angry pulls apart, in the end I always still push us together, always hoping we still stick, no matter what particle dust has dirtied us both up...

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The Queen rules with a petal fist

(pluck pluck)

They love her

They love her not

In this she finds

Demented bliss

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When she wakes we coo on cue,

Hush little beauty, nothing happened to you,

a dream, twinkling nightmare, nothing more,

come true.

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ART is a LIE 🎨 by Petiteraincity This Alice and Wonderland librarian is here to take you on a wild story, but first smoke this joint that will shrink you into a Lego size adventurer that can experience it first hand.

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PIECE BY BROKEN PIECE - by me, first featured on @petiteraincityart on Instagram 🕊

This is inspired by the idea of when people leave your life, when relationship ends or death sweeps in, they take a piece of you with them. The black Raven symbolizes a carrier into the next life, or step in life. “The midnight Raven has taken a piece of me, for you.” Our heart is a collage of experience, of beauty, of love, of loss, of pain, and when someone goes, they take a little piece with them, and leave you a little piece of them. There was a poem painted under theneath the red and blue glitter tears that reach toward each other, covered up, the words you never said, or they never heard

Hand collage and painted mixed media - SOLD

Keep an eye on my new emerging work on Instagram @petiteraincityart

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My third eye is opening

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sunk

Born into quicksand,

she stayed above surface

longer than even God expected

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I've loved him

Ionger than

I've loved me

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Rise of the Panic Demon

When it kicks, it kicks hard like a horse at full force and you’re thrown back and you gasp,

“Oh God! I can’t breath! Please, please, please!”

Then comes the shaking fingers that sieze and a diseased parasite mind that starts to eat your sanity for dinner and says,

“you’ll never be a winner, simmer, simmer little one until I’m done”

and when it’s done, all the sanity that’s left, has long since run, and insanity stretches it’s stiff limbs, now having room to move about and really live, it smiles and says,

“where do I begin?”

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ripping apart

she yanked and ripped

and tore at her clothes

feeling such a heavy load.

she felt sin cling to her skin,

she felt an unbearable weight beg to rest,

so she yanked and tore

at the clothes on her chest

the only thing she knew to do best

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My shaking fingers

blindly fumble

around the tattered edge

of the large hole

in my small chest

and my watery eyes

stare straight ahead

fixated

on his weathered hands

cradling my soft heart

still beating

bright red liquid drips

between his fingers

and pools on the white

tile beneath his suede feet

and my awe-struck eyes

glide upward

locking into his

that are shinning

like the dark side

of the moon.

startled, I gasp

and watch my heart beat

too fast, but feel nothing

hearing him laugh,

I love you baby,

but you know this can't

last.

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Did you just whisper to her that I'm paranoid?

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*Goes to the gym. Takes a selfie in front of the weights. Leaves.