crying over spilled milk
crying over spilled milk is a series of poems that often forms a lump in my throat; aching and burning, waiting to be spoken. you can be upset, worried, or unhappy about something that cannot be changed.…
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Spring O'Clock: The Bloody Hour
The Bloody Hours have begun.You'll understand that spring is a season for more than just flowers, trees, and birds. Fairies and faes entertain themselves with tricks, playing in sunrays and bathing under the moonlight's glow. Monsters were famished from their winter slumber. Spring is the season of fright. Watch it come.Wander into our forest of blood-chilling spring tales, if you dare.…
Spring O'Clock: The Frozen Time
Before springtime, there was frozen time.Things were merely more terrifying when no one was present there to help you and share your fright. The days have gotten shorter, and all that was left was darkness. People are lonely and isolated, and it was chilly. Pay attention to the night's whispers.Nobody is safe and sound.…
It Is Spring O'CLock
It's springtime.The flowers are blooming, the trees are swaying, and the birds are chirping. It seems like life has been altered from complete darkness to the magical glow of the sun. Pay heed to how stories unravel as the sun's rays enter the nook and crannies of the forest.Tick-tock. The time is tickling.…
yes, love sucks
yes, love sucks.yes, love sucks; a series of poems showing the analogy between eating a lollipop and falling in love; eating too much lollipop will hurt you and so is too much love. less will make you crave more and so is less of love. now, will you consume it or will you let yourself be consumed by it?[these are poems i gifted or dedicated to people i used to like.]…