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 Jan 2021 stephanie
noelle
i'm a different person
around everyone
i interact with,
that i'm not so sure
who the real me is
 Jan 2021 stephanie
julius
bonded to the clip
right it quick
doctors and a quick fix
meaning
i go back to her house
pleasure -> used
then i come back bruised
dilated eyes
and blue skin underneath
stars
in the rolling ocean
floating
strawberry jam
falls
dripping down the sink
from "marble demons" ©2021
 Jan 2021 stephanie
Traveler
Our universe is like a bolt of lightning
Suspended between
A negative and positive force
The past that connects the future
The conductor is intelligence
Conscious energy
Ever flowing

Unfortunately faster than we can think
So it appears our world is on the brinks
Yet beyond all worry and fear
Our energy is pure
Traveler Tim 🧳
 Jan 2021 stephanie
collin
bookworm
 Jan 2021 stephanie
collin
distance, lost among the pages
two different people
two different places
left behind, dog eared fragments
sometimes i think it’s ok
to judge a street by its pavement
 Jan 2021 stephanie
Sav
She/Them
 Jan 2021 stephanie
Sav
It's just something that's been nipping at me.

For a few years.

I think experimenting is normal.

All I mean by it, is that I would love for you to refer to me as a someone.
as a fairy
as a gem
as a them.

But I am also okay with being
perceived as
a female.

I love my **** and body.

But if you were to call me a they and then a them,

just know it sparks a certain amount of joy.

She/Them
 Jan 2021 stephanie
sandra wyllie
are as acorns. I bury
them; by noon forgetting
them. The rain and snow
mix. The earth beneath

my feet freezes with all
my bright ideas of making
a brighter year. So, I skate
on the topping.  And as fall

arises I’m propping myself up
as a scarecrow. The ground melts
the snow. And I see the buried
wish, crisp as apples in a dish.  I’d

make a pie with them all. So, high
it’d topple and fall. But this year
I shan’t. No, this year the solution –
No resolutions!
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