I love to write. I often overthink. I often overreact. I have come far. I am not there yet. I have no idea where I'm going to end up.
non-binary (she/her or they/them is cool, thanks),
with anxiety

Message from Writer

My words like being read, and they asked me to thank you for making them feel heard.

Something Green

December 25, 2020

PROMPT: Bread and Light

A mother's shoulder to cry on,
A friend's faithful ear,
My lover's hand;
His welcome touch,
And my tarnished joie de vivre

Chocolate by the basket
-Like the one under my bed-
And pie, and tea, and creamy soups,
And fresh-baked loaves of bread

Give me something green
-Livid, vivid, bright-
And watch come alive
Thriving in it's light


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