in a jungle of few

in a jungle of few

thrust into the waves; a baby sea turtle shouldn’t have to be so brave. to backstroke through the city streets: it made me lean, indifferently mean, made me miss green sleeves and citrus trees. i shout on walls, i cry on cement, my canvas is anyone impatient enough to listen. i dodge yellow beasts and [...]

to sink

to sink

lunch break 🌸💕 my next book is going to be a little different than inflorescence- inflorescence was the stages of my life and expressing emotions and experiences that i yet had processed. night-bloomer is very mature and aware. i have a tendency to ramble in my writing- have a consistent flow of thoughts, so i [...]

maiden of flowers

maiden of flowers

you split the earth apart, just to capture my heart. persephone, maiden of flowers, maiden of dewy thighs, and rounded breasts, you were rich of land but poor of company, duty-bound but smitten. sprouting from the earth, they call me damsel instead of bringer of life, harbinger of men. reluctant instead of queen, but i [...]