A tousled dreamer of a girl with pencils in her fists

Observed her half-drawn scribble scene of sprawling twirls and twists. Continue reading “Diligence”


The Mind

Roast inside what thoughts you dare
Until your feast invades the air,
Concocted of ingredients
Which form their own just recompense. Continue reading “The Mind”

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