Flora

Joined February 2021

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𝒯𝑜𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜-𝒷𝒶𝓈𝑒𝒹 W𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇

𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕣

@ꜰʟᴏʀᴀꜱ.ᴀᴜʀᴀ

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Stories (56/0)

A Place to Kiss
I found an old loveseat on Craigslist. I found you, by chance, like a playlist. I needed hands–four– furniture through my door.
By Flora9 days ago in Poets
Antidepressants
He took a small pill to not feel it– like a blanket on top to conceal it. But maybe to hide never solves what's inside,
By Flora9 days ago in Poets
Health Nut
He trained for a race every season. A 'no sugar or alcohol' vegan. But what was it for– when Death comes to the door
By Flora9 days ago in Poets
Little Girls
I wished my brown hair would turn blonde. I wished my bathtub had a swan. I wished to grow up, find my own movie love.
By Flora11 days ago in Poets
Tombstone Sundial
we shallowed sundials– shadows of days aging bones 'til stones slice the sun
By Floraabout a month ago in Poets
Broken Clock
Some say dreams are a mirror, a leak through the veil, the sun etching shadows in moon glow. Yet no Jackson or Lovecraft,
By Flora3 months ago in Poets
Dreamlandia
The moon was silver, but some would say white. It hung like her coat in the closet. I slipped it under my tongue, so I'd fly
By Flora3 months ago in Poets
The Top 12 Books I Read This Year
I can't think of a sparkly enough intro within the stress and busyness of the holidays.... So let's get straight into it. It turns out I didn't do anything but read this year. From my Goodreads list of over a hundred books I devoured since January 1st, these books made me think long after the last page and flooded my Goodreads with five stars.
By Flora3 months ago in Humans
Fleeting
I wished for you twice Just to forget where the coin fell in the fountain
By Flora4 months ago in Poets
Joni Mitchell Record
The dust hung in clouds, just to fall like the needle– Blue, singing River.
By Flora4 months ago in Poets
The World Keeps Spinning
I forgot you like craters on the moon–shining sapphire just to wane.
By Flora4 months ago in Poets
Constant
All that I know is my skin crinkles deeper yet the sky is still blue.
By Flora4 months ago in Poets