sights never heard

sights never heard

a lack of pain, hope, joy in the midst of a rowdy crowd, smells i’ve never tasted, sights never heard, i am empty. empty not broken; broken can be repaired, sealed off with cement, but empty, empty is a state where you try in vain to fill this hole but you lose yourself in the [...]

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 [...]