Wet slime dribbling ( Read more... )

What if the world was a droplet,
if the universe was a great storm,
raining on ignorance

The sun would be a flashlight,
of someone grown too much,
and planetary motions,
were of the smallest increments
in time and space
and we did not notice

Off your rocker she says

The clouds are nebulae,
and what you thought were stars,
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acrobatics ( Read more... )

ceramicism
the process
kidnapping earth
shaping
forming
making sense of what should be

every piece I make
is mine to break

for now but maybe
someday I will shatter too

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it's all my fault ( Read more... )

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beauty doesn't come in boxes ( Read more... )