Poetry
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Voca(b)ouquet
You said you longed for flowers,So I thought I’d write you a bouquet—Each bloom composed of chosen wordsTo mirror the grace you give away. First comes the moonflower’s gleam,Its radiance soft, serene, and true—A symbol of how your light still shinesWhen the world feels cold and blue. Next, an orchid, pale and rare,With hues that…
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Rainy Heys
What happened to my sunny daze? She used to only be my bae. But now when I come home to play, All I feel is rainy heys. Though she tells me it’s okay, I’m fighting hurricanes. Even when we lay, Her sun kisses so quickly fade, But now it’s time to sleep, Yet my eyes…
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Kouign-Amann
Señior Bustelo, upon his final days, Thought to which Goddess would he last like to play. Without a doubt in his mind, Comes Empress Kouign-Amann, The most decadent divine of his time. Philadelphia the scene, January 2025. I stumbled upon this little dream, A shop called Machine, Operated by meticulous queens, Who knew exactly what…
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Apricottom
There she is, looking so free, Exposed to the world, tell me, Sun-kissed, velvety, May I have this dance, A moment of your fine? I want to feel you on my hands, Tell me that you’re mine. So I can take you home, Wash you from that grime. Display you on the table, Embrace you…
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Dear Mother Nature
Dear Mother Nature, Will you lend me an ear? I’m not sure about God, You’re the highest to whom I kneel. My spirit is compromised, And I have no way to heal. I shout this in front of your Image, The one that She made real, Just like the Love, the Truest I feel. Why…
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wibi (staying) cosmic
I’ll fucking die for this Art, Emanating from my heart, Radiating from my mind Gotta finish what I start. Gotta trust my design. The most important metaphor To the chaos in my mind, wibi suitably sublime, Both scary and divine. And if I have the courage To face them both with my eyes, I might…
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coffee & cherry pie
This that love for the brain, This that love for your mind, The infinite within, shall we divine? In our creative time, Heaven gets designed. Through our intimacy, we shine. I wanna see you glow, I wanna feel a moment of your fine. I wanna get to know, How beautiful your soul, When you and…
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Silent Paparazzi
I scoff at your desire for fame, As the silent paparazzi lurk in the mundane. Don’t you see they are obsessed with your name? Capturing all the trends that you byte, An incessant micro-dosing of the limelight. Constant quiet snaps of your galore, Subtly feeding the ego without deplore, Only to convince that you deserve…
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Creme Brûlée
Who needs meditation when we can make our creme brûlée? There’s no better practice than our ramekins of love, If it’s mindfulness we want to cultivate. For if it’s lost in contemplative thought we seek, Then in your creamy oasis, I must dive deep. Soft yet vigilant in touch while I focus on your sweet,…
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Cosmic Kisses
I must admit that all this talk about privilege is indifferent to me, When I am a beneficiary of our cosmic kisses. The call for equality at its core is merely a yearning for balance, And there is no better place for harmony than in the pantheon of our palates. Where the supreme deities of…
Cosmic Latte 