Today's poem is one for and about dysautonomia. May we all wear our turquoise spoons proudly this month.
But I won’t throw my head back And laugh at your jokes Or touch your hair Or wink Because tomorrow is no guarantee
On the day you asked me to pack my bags and fly to you, I let myself pack my hope. I left it in the baggage claim in the airport where you forgot to get me.
I turned to those glimmering beacons of fanfiction devianart an Wattpad And I analyze every fanfic I could an I distill them down into the most essential elements so that you dear reader have everything you need to write the perfect fan fiction .
Jim travels for a full month battling monsters and crossing oceans all with the kitten by his side. One day, Jim lets his anger get the best of him. He yells at the cute fluffy kitty, and the kitty, terrified, bites him.
They say that seasons come and go. Maybe now that's true. Maybe this is just a season, There's hope I can pass through. They say that without rhyme or reason Life can take a turn. "Hold on to your fire, darling." There's nothing left to burn. I wanna sleep right now And wake up when... Continue Reading →
I’m sitting in my stand. I look just below me and find my morning entertainment, one solitary little chipmunk. The little darling’s winter fluff is coming in well. He sits on a small stone nibbling an acorn. Always en gaurde, his eyes dart side to side while he takes another bite. I take the moment... Continue Reading →