lalalucky

the metaphors throughout your poetry are wonderfully written! the way nature connects to, and is used to express, human behavior & emotion in your works flow together so well (ex: ...

4.24 festival next door and so i wandered endlessly over yonder, my feet clapped on the boulder, for the bold soon, i will see you once more.

It's endearing how expressive your poetry tend to be! such as the poems "aaa" or "to be rewritten" being strong examples of your expression, because they take risks to do ...

4.23. it was the "after" i looked for. ate rice & more, then, i shifted into the outside to wander about. then, stood to wonder about the moon's phase. today ...

4.22. last night i looked at the floors: sickened, but warm by all the mess of snot-ridden tissues balled up into many self-hugs, resting like fallen leaves, in this land ...

heya it's me again so soon. i just really wanted to say that i'm happy that my comment gave you such joy! it is unfortunate that you had those bad ...

4.21. walk in a hospital, just to walk out sick? isn't that a funny thing life likes to do? spit at your face, laugh at your mucus see how you're ...

The emotion in your poetry are so complex, yet still written so clearly! I enjoyed you were utilizing both dreams & (false) memories to make this splendid, ambigious transition as ...

4.20. After going to the grocery store walking down the street feeling bad all day I bit down an apple's core, my teeth tongs-and-all, & thought its juice would make ...

Your poetry is greatly crafted!! Throughout the poetry I've read in this thread, there is an often an occurrence of this stern tone written with confidence about life & humanity ...

"And still— I am supposed to know that you do." That ending is just so splendid and well done for the overall poem! It blends in a truth likely true ...

4.19. My Gods, their hands compress my head deeper into my rest. I thank blood in my chest to never mend as seams in water. Never remind me I'm alive ...

4.18. creases of my fingers & palms flatten then be free. many veins branch outwards. stretch marks ache to reach far. so many lines are direct with no direction. would've ...

it's brilliant how all of these poems are a piece to an overarching story! not only the commitment to one story feels unique, but also its way of telling a ...

4.17 what is my heartbeat (if its not yours) you can't feel a heartbeat at a distance. you think a ball bouncing on the ground with every force of your ...