I'm here to explore the depth of human experience and to stop procrastinating my passion.
Poised portraits present Perfect plastic, pretty, pretentious pretend people. Plump pouts, Purple pedicures, Perfumed presence,
By Mega day ago in Poets
Sleep summons strange stories. Sailors sailing sand seas, Searching, singing, scavenging. Seeking sacred stones, Scarcely seen.
By Meg3 days ago in Poets
“What’s the matter Callum, cat got your tongue?” Sarah joked, punching me playfully in the arm. I rolled my eyes at her. She wanted to see a mountain lion and had been making the worst cat jokes the entire trip.
By Meg10 days ago in Horror
I have a hot take. When you waste food at a restaurant, specifically meat, you are doing something wrong. Before you jump to the conclusion that I'm just another angry vegan, hear me out.
By Meg20 days ago in Journal
There is something about A hug on depressing days. That mimics the warmth, And comfort of the sun’s rays. From friends or lovers,
By Meg21 days ago in Poets
They were trapped. Four dark walls surrounded them like a cage. A flickering lightbulb dangled from the ceiling. Each wall was coated in an unappealing pale-yellow paint that made the room look both dirty and eerie in the dim lighting. There were no windows, or vents, no way to escape. Save for the single door leading in and out.
By Meg28 days ago in Fiction
You spend childhood Yearning to be old enough To pave your own path. Soon seventeen comes. Opportunity arrives
By Meg28 days ago in Poets
The best medicine For broken hearts and grudges Is prescribed by time. ---- Thanks for reading!
By Meg29 days ago in Poets
Vibrant, graceful, fresh, A rose is oblivious. To its own beauty. A strong stem supports Velvety, dainty petals
By Meg30 days ago in Poets
The hands of time fold, People like paper, making Creases that don't fade. ---- A haiku inspired by a conversation with my partner. Thanks for reading :)
By Megabout a month ago in Poets
Feeling my absence Means feeling mortality. Birth, joy, sorrow, death.
Minute by minute We try to mold the present, carving away past.
