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Zoe Mei May 7
I met a cat
a few weeks ago
black and white
on the city sidewalk
collarless in
the deserted evening.
I stopped
yards away,
no chasing
crouched down
stretched my hand out
she hesitated
I smiled
๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ
she stepped cautiously to me
I stroked her back
scratched between black
ears and then
she went her way
and I went mine
and only one of us looked back.
Maha May 8
if I could hold my breath
and become the spackle on the wall

I would

if I could paint myself into the background noise

I would

yet somehow
sans any concurrence
I am dragged into the spotlight
notions of wonder and gold dancing beyond my eyelids

I'm told I'll be glitter and gold and all things good
but to hang as a portrait on the wall

aye, I would.
about me
Jacey May 6
I'm too young
to be this sick
of my own company.
Euryale Mar 29
the act of separating something from other things

I prefer isolation,
No more irrigation,no more commotion.

No disturbance from dogโ€™s bark
An no more noise from passing cars.

isolation gives a lot of gains,
Concentration of mind increases and irrelevant things narrow.

Isolation is not new to me,
I like it being secluded.

Isolation pushes people far enough not to hear my cryโ€™s,
Far enough not to see the scars.

I have this saying that people are my enemies,
until I prove otherwise, isolation is my advocate. ๐Ÿฎ (didnโ€™t know how to end it)
What isolation means to me
Ren Sturgis Mar 28
A walking contradiction, craves intimacy, yet yearns for isolation.
Alone and crying for affection not received. Will they ever truly understand what they need can be given and received from themselves?

But flowers need sun, water, and love to grow๐Ÿ–ค
Written by Rain and Ren respectively
Zoe Mei Mar 27
it hisses, turning dessiccation
dust to wet dirt
the waterโ€™s meniscus edge conquers
gorges and gaps of pitted paved path
mortar dips between cobblestones
capillary rivulets
generals charging ahead
their advancing lines
rallied for battle
against dry death

the sky pours out the ocean
and drowns the bridges that connect us
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