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PO# 279488
United States
United States
"Be bold and mighty forces will come to your aid." ― Basil King
July 28, 2018
Sacramento, United States

Potions
a.k.a. Monsters & Witches

Just a little, or maybe a lot,
You drink just as much as I do.
But I'm a witch in your eyes
And you're just a monster in mine.

STARS CAN'T SHINE WITHOUT DARKNESS
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July 28, 2018
 

Sweater moments

I often feel that I do not belong places.
Especially places where everyone is happy and laughing
And chatting together so closely that there is no room
For me within the tight-knit converstaions.
Like a crocheted  sweater. Perhaps on purpose.

STARS CAN'T SHINE WITHOUT DARKNESS
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April 19, 2018
 

Little blue, little deep,
The oceans call, the sea’s weep.
Little house, in a little field.
The earth is scorched the prairies bleed.
I find you among the ashes
Lying perfectly still.
A shadow of your former self.

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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March 19, 2018
Elk Grove, United States

Moon & Sun

Sun shines in through the window.
A glistening orange glow.
The room is lifted higher,
As if floating on air,
As if lifted to the heavens.
It’s incandescent fire gives warmth and sweet kisses.

I am a shadow, I am the moon.
I love the light but I can only reflect the sun. I have no fire on my own. Just a mass of rocks that only knows how to move oceans and rotate around you, a consumând focus. A love full of wonder and sweet whisperings.

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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March 19, 2018
 

The Girl Who Brings Ink To Life

Flowers pressed upon the pages of her poetry. Flowers now as dead as the trees upon which she writes. Her mind hears noise and transforms each random ruffle of a feather, each bark of a dog or wind through trees into music in her ears. Her own little world, oblivious to the passing light and the world around her. She writes with each breathe closer, like contractions. Like labor, like the finished writing, her child, will be here soon. Each breath is a stepping stone higher to the moon and stars. A dance in the moonlit room, a lamp, paper and pen; she dances.

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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January 24, 2018
 

Nope, just afraid...

UNIVERSAL
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January 24, 2018
 

The winding road ahead is dark and unknown
And I’m both excited and afraid.

TIME TO RELAX
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January 6, 2018
Tacoma, United States

Sometimes I wonder who you think I am, who you take me for as you read the words I l’ve written... the ones that you say are good or powerful. Whose words are those? They seem so unrecognizable.

LETTRS BRIGHT
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November 17, 2017
Tacoma, United States

They broke me down like pottery.
But I mastered the art of Kintsugi and
put myself back together, better than ever.

— a piece from a piece I was working on today

BLOSSOMING
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October 25, 2017
Tacoma, United States

Currently writing a second poetry collection book on Wattpad. Hoping to find inspiration for the themes and organization. For the content. Wish me luck!

INTERNATIONAL ARTISTS DAY
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October 21, 2017
Bothell, United States

I’m the glass menagerie,
My tongue a double edged sword.
I cut, I shine, I reflect.
I build myself up to higher heavens.
Dreaming of victory, I’ve yet to taste.

TOUGH WOMAN
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October 21, 2017
Issaquah, United States

“I’m a glass sword, and I feel myself beginning to shatter.”
— Glass Sword, Red Queen Series

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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October 20, 2017
Bothell, United States

She’s so confident in her entirety, like a goddess, that she makes hating yourself look stupid.

UNIVERSAL
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September 17, 2017
Bothell, United States

"Others have it worse"

Is a bandage some put on your wounds to shut you up from seeking help when it's bad. To simply put it they mean to say that others have it worse, so I don't want to hear you complaining to me about your problems because I do not care. It's a sugar coated poison that traumatized people tend to swallowing not realizing that they have a right to feel bad about the bad things that have happened to them. Teaching us to mask emotions.

Sometimes this keeps us from getting help, from talking at all even. Sometimes this drives us mad in our pain because it is so bad we can't really hide it, we don't know how. And we still feel that bad regardless of whether others have it wor...

THE BEASTESS
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August 29, 2017
Tacoma, United States

There are some who want to watch the world burn. They get off on destroying others and even themselves. They get mad at others for feeling anything. Maybe because they don't feel anything. Nothing but hate. Not for the sake of anything important but for the sole purpose to hate, to go against the grain. For the sake of irritation and creating chaos, inciting more hate. Those people will die out not by murder or violence but by educating. By creating a society that holds you accountable for your hate for the sake of hate. By standing up to bad people and not condoning any behavior that causes others pain. Like men do with rape culture. Like women being taught how evil men are. So that we can ...

EARTH
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August 29, 2017
Tacoma, United States

Planets

Thoughts gravitate like planets around her head. An entire universe smothered inside, forced to keep silent. Idea's shriveling away, muscles atrophying at the lack of use. Ignorance surrounding her every breath. Stuck in the same four walls that used to feel like home, but since has lost its meaning. The light rays warming up her little blue bedroom no longer comforts her. Only the cold crisp air and cold sharp rain like knives can do that. There is no home here, she thinks. Or maybe there was never a home her, maybe I just wanted to hope and dream for one. Maybe it never existed.

UNIVERSAL
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August 18, 2017
Tacoma, United States

Things You'll Never Know:

I love camera's! I love photography! I love trying to act and write poetry! I love to read. I love to just write, write about anything. Just words on paper with endless possibilities for meanings. I love the sunrise, sunsets are overrated like dating.
I love sun rays and I love everything about full moons. They do have a certain magic, makes you feel like confessing. Not confessing love, but everything you're too afraid to admit when you're alone to yourself... let alone anyone else. To write, to read, to dream, to capture!

I love stickers!! I'm obsessed with washi tape and old handwritten letters. But I hardly know what to say through text, let alone on paper. ...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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August 17, 2017
Tacoma, United States

"The only lies for which we are truly punished are those we tell ourselves."

– V.S. Naipaul

WOLF
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August 11, 2017
Tacoma, United States


"Either you deal with what is the reality, or you can be sure that the reality is going to deal with you."

– Alex Haley

THE SECRET BOOK
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August 9, 2017
Tacoma, United States

"Life is like a prism. What you see depends on how you turn the glass."

– Jonathan Kellerman

UNIVERSAL
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August 7, 2017
Tacoma, United States


"Melancholy is sadness that has taken on lightness."

– Italo Calvino

UNIVERSAL
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August 2, 2017
Joint Base Lewis-McChord, United States

"The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night."

– Isabel Allende

WORLD WIDE WEB
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August 1, 2017
Joint Base Lewis-McChord, United States

"A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness."

– Robert Frost

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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July 31, 2017
 

She's not quite here,
She's not quite there.
Candles melt on top the cake,
Smoke filling the air.
They sing, they chant
And grin from ear to ear.
She stands there still,
Year to year, still fearful of the day.
About the wishing that led her here, the dreams now gone astray.
Unlike the rest, her only wish is still
To not exist at all.
To be a figment of someone else's imagination.
Perhaps a character in a book.

CAT OWNER'S ANTHEM
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July 18, 2017
Joint Base Lewis-McChord, United States

"You’re wishin’ too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be."

– Elizabeth Gilbert

ORIGINAL
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July 15, 2017
Joint Base Lewis-McChord, United States

The wind blows through the trees,
I shut my eyes and listen closely.
Feeling the warmth of few escaped rays.
And nothing else matters.

VINTAGE POSTER
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July 15, 2017
Joint Base Lewis-McChord, United States

"Ultimately, your theme will find you. You don't have to go looking for it."

– Richard Russo

EINSTEIN
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June 5, 2017
Joint Base Lewis-McChord, United States

Dear Nobody In Particular,

   There is this grand moment when you first decide to leave a negative place. You feel this terrible weight lifted from your shoulders, you can breathe better, you can see clearer, you feel like you are super girl strong.
   But then there comes the aftermath of that decision. You start to wonder if you're ready enough to leave. Because this place might be bad in every way it is still free... do I have enough to leave and not go broke? You start to wonder how the people there will react.
   You start to imagine your life in that terrible place and it's so bad you unknowingly hold your breath till you pass out.
   But then in your dizzy state of being you think...

STRONG
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May 17, 2017
Tacoma, United States

First they break you into a thousand little pieces.
Then they tell you are crazy
So often you start to believe it.
And just as you fight back all the demons, make it out alive
They come whispering closer,
And closer... drowning you
in the memories of the life and love lost.

RESILIENT
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May 17, 2017
Tacoma, United States

"In secret we met
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive."

– George Gordon Byron

LAST HUG
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