I was blankly away
Written 10/21/20 at 12:37am
Finished 1/2/21 at 10:29pm
Every civil soul’s worse fear is to
Drown in an endless fountain of pure and seemingly infinite dread.
I once read
That no two spirits are alike.
Reality and fantasy become
Blurred lines for so many,
And it always…
Written 9/16/20 at 10:23am
I adored the chill of the cool, crisp air
As it lightly wafted through my reddish-brown hair.
Aromatic pumpkin spice and warm pudding bowls of white rice.
Fresh ground coffee beans sting my nostrils.
A toasty kitchen, by means of a heated oven.
Written 8/7/2020 Before Labor Day
-Today was another day that could count as one of the worst days of my life.-
Barely floating with my head above the surface
Of dark yet calm waters, I ponder
What the warmer oceans may feel like.
With romantic impulses instead of anxious fright.