What Is There Left To Say?
Originally posted in march 2021 links to resources to help the asian community(these were posted with the original and made sense to add them and i guess now as well):https://caaav.org/https://anti-asianviolenceresources.carrd.co/https://actionnetwork.org/
The Lone and Level Sands
The au and the planet kamith is copywrite by avsaroke, c.edwards. (2006-2021) zahn'chee, tanant kaht-t'heer, muss kaht-t'heer , har, tilsit raka t'heer, and lauw are my ocs, copywrite geneseepaws (2013-2021)
Poem: My Art
#3 of 2021 mental health crisis a poem about why i need to live. my gift is needed here. it waits in the darkness where no one can hear. it holds a candle, always. it loves and it lives and it laughs. it hides, always.
Damned to Do
Damned to do copyright © 2021 by jenni gisselbrecht hyaenidae productions® all rights reserved.
Poem: Slippery Crying
#16 of 2021 mental health crisis wires and tightropes and catches oh my, my heart can't withstand the pain; wires and tightropes and things i despise, my mind can't withstand the rain.
Poem: Madness
#12 of 2021 mental health crisis a poem that's just a little bit crazy. :d madness is wonderful and madness is kind; madness is terrible, and madness is mine.
Poem: Compliments
#14 of 2021 mental health crisis i never feel them, even though i wish i could. compliments are bouncing off, compliments, unheard, compliments that shake our mind and threaten our whole world.
Poem: Just Now
#8 of 2021 mental health crisis wrote this on a lark when a friend complained that i did everything "just now" with my poem writing. :p this moment is precious. this moment is peace. this moment is hope, and kindness, and light.
Poem: For Dakota
#17 of 2021 mental health crisis a poem for my partner. i love it when your smiles are real. i love it when they're true. i love it when they radiate, like light shines down on you.
Hibernation Buddies
Tyler cried in his apartment all night because of his lack of friends. "2021 sucks! sometimes i just want to sleep until spring arrives." he told himself.
Poem: Home
#2 of 2021 mental health crisis i found an unexpected home in a level 1 psych ward one night...
Poem: For My Mom
#1 of 2021 mental health crisis a sad poem about the damage my mom has done. cw: suicidal imagery. (and yes, i'm safe and getting help. actually posting this from sierra tucson of all places.)