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Nighttime 💙
I wish it was always night. Something about how the day feels complete and rest feels earned. How mindless behavior is acceptable as we prepare to think again. The feeling of a warm bed or warm arms in a room just dark enough to ignore obligation. I love the nighttime. A place where I can
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Eternal Sunshine
Not talking about it is not fair. Hiding emotions behind the fear of losing them with their acknowledgement, feels like a lost opportunity to freeze time for whenever I want to visit. So let me stamp nostalgia. I’m happy now. And not for the reasons I thought I would be. Nothing is certain. In fact
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Not Here Next Year
Can I unzip? Let me undress. Step out of the barriers that disguise me from the ethereal. Divine goddess spirit with a halo of glitter and love. Freedom. Beyond letting go and running away. An essence of floating above reality with an anchor to access whatever I need. Not of this world and not absent
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Mine 🤎
Look at you. Real. Like I knew you were. Real for me. A way I can tell you’ve never been before. Maybe not even to yourself. No, definitely not this real to yourself. Because that level of honesty would have made you find me sooner. Look at you. Next to me. In the driver’s seat.
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Superstar⭐️
What was I thinking? More like what have I been thinking. For a while. For not at all. For the other day. For right now. That this is my movie. I’m the star. It’s kind of like something switched within me. Like I can see past the illusions of feeling powerless. Like I felt my
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Basquiat
Like how Basquiat feels I hope you feel me. Know that I wrote to express myself. Created to free myself. As a means to release thoughts before they are actions. To document actions after thoughts. Like I had to get it out right there. Canvas in the middle of Brooklyn streets or superficially in my
Thoughts In My 20z 