Love is...
much more than the sound of itself.
It is the meeting of two beings,
that are equipped but know no use for the tools.
Learning and fearing in the same soul.
Love is...
glowing,
even in the cold spaces.
Growing,
even in the dark places.
Love is…
Your kiss feeling like the warmth from the sun
letting it flow through my flesh, tingling my senses
In your skin, in my skin
It is in your smile, in my smile
Love is…
Well to be in,
Rich to show,
Willed to shine
Love is…
A gratefulness shown in due time.
About the Creator
Tam W.
30; Boston; A golden wombman.
In appreciate of all the beautiful earthly things around me.
IG: @tamarahtheterrible
When the Robots Took My Job
This is for RM Stockton's Write Club prompt for the month of April: AI Please allow me to vent. For "college," I went to a scam school that is now closed. We were promised internships that were never spoken of again after admissions, and we were promised help finding jobs. The first time I went to the career counselor's office, she was completely frazzled. She had no idea what to do with us, the film majors. The second time I visited her office, I let her know that I'd found myself a job, and she was visibly relieved.
By Rebekah Conard5 days ago in Journal
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