hello vonnie
titsay
if i look back, i am lost
occasionally subtle
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Kiana Khansmith
DEAR READER
Kaledo Art
shark vs the universe
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Jules of Nature
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
JBB: An Artblog!
One Nice Bug Per Day
tannertan36
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trying on a metaphor
seen from Germany
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@usagichay
—About me!🌷
— Why swine’s teeth are clipped
— The Orchard that learned its name elsewhere 🍎
— The Orchard that learned its name elsewhere 🍎
— The Orchard that learned its name elsewhere 🍎
Written on: 4 • 20 • 25
I do not think about the person who I wrote this about anymore :>>
— Loving you in the face of long distance (A prose poem about long distance relationships)
— When you stay in Limbo
— The piece of a lonely Pianist
— A love story written like those of films, classics and novels (A prose poem.)
—The unfortunate memoirs of a sapphic. (Prose poem inspired by The subway)
I also go by @SaintBunnyDoll
— Lovers by the garden of Aphrodite
I looked at my mother because I was a version of my mother. I looked away from my mother because I was a version of my mother. I was me, but I was also her—my mother, and I understood this all too well.
— Nora Lange, "Dog Star", pub. The Rupture (#120)
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