The warmth of your hand in mine,A crystalized moment,I want to stay foreverIn your dazzling coolness,Blinded by the sparkling waves,A happy hysteria,I’d be glad to lose my mindIf it meant I could be lost in you. Uneven breathing,Traveling eyes,So many things I want to describe,But left speechless by the sublime. Cut me with your edges,AContinue reading “The Girl Lost in Diamonds”
Monthly Archives: August 2021
Getting Philosophical with the Narrator in My Head
Do you ever pretend as if your life is being narrated back to you in the 3rd person? For example, “Julie went to the cabinet and grabbed a mug.” I tend to do this, especially after I’ve been reading a book for awhile. I’ll silently narrate my actions in my head. I’m not sure howContinue reading “Getting Philosophical with the Narrator in My Head”
Chaos?
The early evening sun casts sepia tone hues across the sky. A poisonous yellow haze settles over the tree line. She has learned that this signifies an ugly storm is brewing, perhaps disastrous. But her eyelids are heavy and it’s taxing to feign interest for more than 5 minutes. All this sadness has made herContinue reading “Chaos?”
Sims 4 Cottage Living is DANGEROUS…ly Good
It’s been days since I posted, I know but I wholeheartedly blame my virtual cows and hens. I’ve always considered myself a major Sims fan even though I don’t often post about it. To be honest, I haven’t kept up with the franchise or played in a while because I could feel my interest dwindlingContinue reading “Sims 4 Cottage Living is DANGEROUS…ly Good”
Clarity
The moment when the cacophonous music hall is brought to a silence. Her booming cries made her own energy evaporate and all she has now is to examine. Why? The question she doesn’t want to answer. Too overwhelming, too enormous. Clarity, my dear, requires work and time. Clarity, she knows, comes at a cost. AndContinue reading “Clarity”
I Love You, Bo Burnham
The power of a free-fall,Gravity against meHarsh pressure rattling my bones,Is it breathless excitement,Or have you stolen the air from my lungs?More pain than anticipation. A cascade of tears fall to the floorA once precious resource,Not worth so much anymore.The years have carved rivers in our cheeks,Exploitation left us naked,Nothing left to explore. But ifContinue reading “I Love You, Bo Burnham”
The Fragility of the Self and Identifying Our Fears
Does it ever scare you to think that your entire self exists in your head? I’m not trying to say that the things you feel around you and your concept of reality is not real. What I mean is, your entire self-concept and personality exists in the space between your ears. It’s such a fragileContinue reading “The Fragility of the Self and Identifying Our Fears”
A Daydream
Sometimes I feel like the main character in a Taylor Swift song. When I think of you — of us — I picture us slow dancing, barefoot in the living room. I’m wearing something flowey that sweeps the ground when you twirl me around. Sometimes you are in a suit and tie, other times you’reContinue reading “A Daydream”
Hidden Jules 