Henious Jade

she was a scorched earth birth a woman born in a fire storm in blinding white and heinous jade a glance, a taste, before the blaze torn but not from what she’s made napalm lip balm, female fusillade an incendiary legacy awakened in her mother’s veins all it takes is a list, a kiss a […]

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Hello, hello…

— Behold, little darlings, my newest lo-fi aesthetic video collage set to the beautiful (and achingly romantic) track ‘Dreary Moon’ by Big Black Delta. This one is so very special to me. I’ve included various nods to places, scenes and beings that have inspired me over the years: Record players. Flowers. Johnny Cash. Spirals. Storms. […]

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Moody Wednesday Music

** Comments accidentally turned off, sorry! fixed that **   Just me diving in and out of the trees…   If you go away then you might as well…   (Imagine making music look this easy…)   With just one glance you tear my skirt…

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Of Remnants

I don’t need a reason For I am a season I bring showers so there’s flowers in May I cower at nothing in the realm of decay I marvel at the ineptitude of contempt I exempt myself from the polemics of remnants I acquire fuel for the fire in the cull of the quiet I […]

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Question of Possession

The question of possession Quietly vexes the poetess In late night contemplation Of cause and effect Though far too late For coffee and conjecture The mind is lured to venture To where the pen begins Who stirs the metaphor’s storms And who provides the shelter? Which is the stem And which is the nectar? Is […]

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Defenseless

Lyrics: Waking up Thinking of what it is to be loved Should I know On my own, on a road What it is to be loved? You touched my skin, so warm but Time is cold and trust me I would know in my heart I’m the half of a whole And it’s making me […]

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Wayfaring Patriot

O liberty, come to me As delphic as alchemy Perilous as harlequin’s grin Prodigal as Apollo’s sun A wayfaring patriot effectuate to none A wraith adorned in valor’s thorns As steeds flourish in victory’s wreath Phantom, sweet phantom Pain me, again and again Let me drink of thee If not for finality Let thy venom […]

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Tiny Dancer

On a foggy November morning… The ache of a melody. It awakens me to a world that is still as brutal as it is beautiful. Only more so than the day before. So cold yet so cherishing. With December looming. — I want to dedicate this song… To Rachel of In Mind and Out Blog. […]

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onyx and gold

“The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.” | William Shakespeare | Of loyalty evoked in desire’s reign Counterpoint to ardor’s ebb and flow Devotion roves as ‘oft bespoke In the frenetic drone of petite, winged beings Discernible by august striations of onyx and gold Pleasured in an afternoon’s surplus of bloom Pollen acts […]

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Some Enchanted Evening

The utopian whimsy of fairytale endures Seared so very tenderly within me Ignited by delightful, childlike incantations The delicately hued occultist flames that still radiate  To this day, with all the eternal arcanum of freemasonry I was the girl who was tall even when she was small Basking in the warmth of inextinguishable fictions As they […]

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Escape from waking

Dearly departed William Dwells in eternal repose Having composed his ode’s Blood of the mind disclosed By gentle shine of beeswax His wisdoms kin to flaxen sheep That lie quietly among iambic lions Lulled to sleep by the weeping Of star cross’d tragedy His solemn muse declare’d indiscreet To sleep, perchance to dream… For therein […]

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neon moon

“hey there desperado, let’s dance” a narcissus kissed neon moon over a melancholy mohave reveals a lawless lass in a turquoise lavaliere drunk on the delirious reverb of a slide guitar she’s the kind whose kisses break capillaries a whiskey apparition of a woman painted lips like sunset dunes legs like meandering trail rides a […]

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