2 hours, 1 minute ago
Follow The White Fox
“Why the White Fox?” I hear you ask.
There is a good reason I promise! It may seem a bit abstract when you read that as a title, but I did some soul searching to come up with the right metaphor. 162 more words
2 hours, 23 minutes ago
Musings of PuppyDoc
to the depths
of turbid waters
is the weight of
a bruised heart
its flesh marred
by the beating
of a tide’s unrest. 24 more words
5 hours, 9 minutes ago
Blue is the Colour of Joy
I dreamt of fire – wild and outrageous, devouring bodies.
It set ablaze our souls and charred mortality.
Uncontrollable it was: 95 more words
6 hours, 16 minutes ago
There’s something unsettling about being higher than the clouds, knowing that the only way down is through them.
I keep going back to this picture, taken during my time in… 228 more words
18 hours, 13 minutes ago
Unplanted. Unwatered. Unwanted.
In hostile soil where a garden once died.
And yet it grows. Glows. Overflows.
Until the barren heart pulses with new life. 21 more words
22 hours, 51 minutes ago
leaves of lemongrass
written by Eva, Romeo and Ollie in Michael’s 4th & 5th grade classroom
edited and illustrated by Kayla Kennett
Red is the color of
a ripe cherry, 50 more words
23 hours, 1 minute ago