May I fall into you?
Tumble past greetings...

when you're big,
you hit all the creaks on the stairs...

We are all survivors. Survivors of fear, abuse
and its manipulative species, despair, loneliness...

All these things I can't release
onto you...

I have too much
history with these cups...

Freewrite/ Rant
Will I ever stop being...

This is my dream song-
where my future will melodize...

She stormed through a coffee-less life;
a soul yearns for caffeinated dreams...

Please, don't mind my stare.
There's nothing wrong with how you look...

You bless the Earth with your soul,
gracing the lost wonders polluted...

Stop, let me brush my teeth.
Let me brush off those youthful...

Talking is hard.
These conversations that pop up like a new...