who are u when ur not telling urself
Tag: poems
nothin new
spinning spinning
spring
i forgot the air could feel like this
titled
this is familiar
keep track
some things i’ve noticed
how to see
and how to be
pieces
little bits from my notes
wherever i am
to articulate this iteration of reality?
no excuse
5 august 2:47pm
phthalo blue
tonight’s conscious stream / half awake dream
the artist is ________
a performance art piece ?!?!??
ode to sun
words written at dusk
staircase
movement’s an illusion
notes on notes
a poem from my phone notes
the renaissance
what are u up to?
marble statue
another stream of consciousness
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abstract
some odd poetry
