Makenna Bolton

Joined June 2022

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Bio

Hi! My name is Makenna Bolton, I am 20 years old. I grew up in Wisconsin and in June I graduated from the American Musical and Dramatic Academy in LA; with an Associates in Dance and Theatre. As well as writing, I love acting, and dancing.

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The Thought of Thinkers
I tread on the endless search of the forbidden question why? Infinite answers no right or wrong and yet, the thoughts rudely pass by
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
Love, your ghost
To the woman in the room, You sit alone with your eyes glued to books They take hold of your mind and you vanish Your pen dances away
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
Melody to Mourn
Come yonder far away Run lost and scared this day Pure droplets must decide I'll brace the storm inside My withered hearts defeat
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
I feel pretty
Art does not look nice Art forces you To look past what you see And into the stripped truth Of what you feel
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
Celestial twin
Irreplaceable soul Kindred friend My everything You’re in my heart Till our journey’s end
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
Crystal to Royalty
Upon a chill December night The blinking stars crept closer to twilight And a mass of bells met with strident conspire Soon drowned out by the ballads of a caroling choir
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
My Hand in the Clock
I yearn to wander past the grass to which my eyes share a glow The artist’s brain can never rest Chaotic and risky yet down the river I flow
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
Edging Promise
A blanket It's suffocating me Beyond the depths of despair Further down To which I can never be saved Look inside Drink up the sanity
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
The one second love
The sun cried Its golden tears absorbed by the milky surface Radiating assurance of warmth Through amber windows beamed its light
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
A Simple Act
To simply sit and feel To breathe and live int he present Observing the beauty of this ordinary life we take for granted
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
Lost Again, Home Again
I found that quite possibly I was running away To what would I run toward when my dreams at dismay Out of respect for myself
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets
Well I might die
The longer I stay I begin to wither away My soul longs to fleet today Awaiting the blossoms of May As the sun breaks the dusk of day
By Makenna Bolton4 months ago in Poets

Makenna Bolton

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The Thought of Thinkers

Love, your ghost

Melody to Mourn

I feel pretty

Celestial twin

Crystal to Royalty

My Hand in the Clock

Edging Promise

The one second love

A Simple Act

Lost Again, Home Again

Well I might die

Stories (38/0)