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Spearmint
Gender
Points
35327
Reviews
315
Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:11 am
Spearmint
says...
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Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:11 am
Liminality
alliyah
gold espresso eyes
never thought they could darken
bitterness lingers
mint, she/her
.--. / ... ...- -.-. .-.. / - .--. ..- .- / .--- --- ...- .--- / .--- --- .--. .-- / .--. .--- .-.. / .--- -.-- .-.. .... -
=D
LuminescentAnt
Gender
Points
15000
Reviews
138
Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:23 am
LuminescentAnt
says...
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Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:23 am
Spearmint
Liminality
Bitterness lingers
Casting a resentful glare
Smoky storm cloud brews
Good is not a thing you are. It's a thing you do.
- Ms. Marvel
LuminescentAnt
~
Lum
~
Ant
(she/her)
Liminality
Gender
Points
61171
Reviews
622
Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:46 am
Liminality
says...
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Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:46 am
Spearmint
alliyah
Smoky storm cloud brews,
the dusty air is warming --
rising winds and heat.
she/her
IcyFlame
Gender
Points
187518
Reviews
1657
Fri Dec 08, 2023 8:37 am
IcyFlame
says...
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Fri Dec 08, 2023 8:37 am
Liminality
Spearmint
Rising winds and heat,
Nature's dance in fiery steps,
Whispers of the sun.
Liminality
Gender
Points
61171
Reviews
622
Fri Dec 08, 2023 11:49 am
Liminality
says...
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Fri Dec 08, 2023 11:49 am
IcyFlame
Spearmint
Whispers of the sun,
the first bird cries, alighting
on dewy grasslands.
she/her
herb
Gender
Points
5
Reviews
67
Fri Dec 08, 2023 2:30 pm
herb
says...
·
Fri Dec 08, 2023 2:30 pm
Spearmint
On dewy grasslands
mirrors and windows fly free
reflections of pasts
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]
syzygy
Gender
Points
1694
Reviews
21
Fri Dec 08, 2023 3:02 pm
syzygy
says...
·
Fri Dec 08, 2023 3:02 pm
Spearmint
Reflections of past
Lead to visions of future
Trapped in the present
"sounds gay, i'm in!"
he/they
herb
Gender
Points
5
Reviews
67
Fri Dec 08, 2023 3:04 pm
herb
says...
·
Fri Dec 08, 2023 3:04 pm
Spearmint
Trapped in the present
you can never find a home
look to the future
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]
syzygy
Gender
Points
1694
Reviews
21
Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:29 pm
syzygy
says...
·
Fri Dec 08, 2023 5:29 pm
Spearmint
Look to the future
It's like a winding river
Twisting and bending
"sounds gay, i'm in!"
he/they
herb
Gender
Points
5
Reviews
67
Fri Dec 08, 2023 6:51 pm
herb
says...
·
Fri Dec 08, 2023 6:51 pm
Spearmint
twisting and bending
the river of the heart flows free
yet no sea of soul
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]
syzygy
Gender
Points
1694
Reviews
21
Sat Dec 09, 2023 5:05 am
syzygy
says...
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Sat Dec 09, 2023 5:05 am
Spearmint
yet no sea of soul
will ever compare to my
undying love for you
"sounds gay, i'm in!"
he/they
herb
Gender
Points
5
Reviews
67
Sat Dec 09, 2023 1:25 pm
herb
says...
·
Sat Dec 09, 2023 1:25 pm
Spearmint
undying love for you
has been long forgotten but
i still remember
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]
Liminality
Gender
Points
61171
Reviews
622
Sat Dec 09, 2023 1:54 pm
Liminality
says...
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Sat Dec 09, 2023 1:54 pm
alliyah
Spearmint
I still remember
how the orchid petals curved
from a centre point.
she/her
herb
Gender
Points
5
Reviews
67
Sat Dec 09, 2023 1:57 pm
herb
says...
·
Sat Dec 09, 2023 1:57 pm
Spearmint
from a centre point
you would say i am the hero
quite the contrary
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]
alliyah
Supporter
Gender
Points
136272
Reviews
1283
Sat Dec 09, 2023 2:05 pm
alliyah
says...
·
Sat Dec 09, 2023 2:05 pm
Spearmint
quite the contrary
place for Winter's waking;
snowfall at dayspring
you should
know
i am a
time traveler
&
there is no season as achingly temporary as
now
but i have promised
to return
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There is nothing more radical or counter-cultural, at the moment, than laying down one’s cynicism in favour of tender vulnerability.
— John Green