she smells of peonies,
extravagant,
luxurious,
She smells of peonies,
elegant,
dangerous,
She smells of peonies,
elite,
but soft,
She smells of peonies,
unapologetically;
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 4:08 AM UTC
Marshmallow heart,
Facing utter disregard.
Neglected and forgotten,
But what is soft cannot be broken;
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 4:08 AM UTC
They lie so cleanly now,
you'd mistake it for a skill,
celebrated on the Fortune 100,
while the ones who built it
can't afford the cover,
And we buy the magazine,
and we read the interview,
and we learn their secrets to success,
but honesty isn't one of their prowess,
"Nobody wants to work these days”, they say,
said the woman who never clocked in,
born into an empire of cameras,
another nepo baby cosplaying as self-made for cash,
selling up the ladder she never had to climb,
what an act;
Lie, make money, repeat,
the oldest business model
with the freshest face,
But every pyramid scheme needs a base —
you, dear reader,
you’re the base.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 4:51 PM UTC
I don't know what else to say to you,
Maybe I'm quietly trying to run away,
Every message a mountain to climb,
Every voice note a bomb to defuse,
Every phone call a reason to fly away,
So like the sea, my waves recede,
Like water, I become elusive,
You try to catch me,
But like the sea, I'm already at low tide,
Where your body can't dive in,
I remain a horizon —
elusive.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 2:59 PM UTC
A society, liberticidal,
liberate our bitterness,
A joy of life in tatters,
shattered on the pavement;
Jobs that don’t exist,
and then they call us people
with Peter Pan syndrome;
Union struggles,
a symptom of management,
the very same social cancer;
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 2:25 PM UTC
You left in October and I'm still dressing for the wrong season,
Last time I saw you, we gave each other a reason,
To stay, to leave, to linger somewhere in between,
The further we drifted apart, the closer my heart felt seen,
As if your absence carved the shape of what could always be,
This strange certitude that we belong together,
Defying every reason, every season, every weather.
What do you say to someone who still lives in your chest,
It feels so simple, uncomplicated to find you again, like I can rest,
And yet I dread the ordinary miracle of your face,
I don't know if we can keep up with each other's pace,
So I prepare myself, I practice being fine, from a careful place.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 12:39 PM UTC
Société liberticide,
libère notre amertume,
Joie de vivre décomposée,
éclatée sur le bitume ;
Emplois inexistants,
puis ils nous traitent de gens
au syndrome de Peter Pan ;
Galère syndicale,
symptôme patronal,
même cancer social.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 8:29 AM UTC
Halfway in
Halfway out
She can be seen
But only in between
The shadow and light
Catch her in the space
Where two worlds meet
To know her is
to embrace this paradox
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 12:32 PM UTC
Heart of Ice,
tears of snow,
every word you speak
feels hollow.
Your vision in the mirror seems
ever so blurry,
Heart of Ice,
biting air,
I can see the despair
you wear.
Your manipulation
ripples off me.
You bring frost,
I am too deep to freeze.
You dissolve before me —
I was never meant to suffer from thee
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 10:31 AM UTC
Coffee to wake up my senses,
But my senses stay
numb;
Coffee to wake up my senses,
But my senses stay
asleep;
Coffee to wake up my senses,
But my senses have forgotten how you'd smell coffee
in the morning;
Coffee to wake up my senses,
But my senses
don't want waking
anymore;
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 7:22 AM UTC