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P26 power play 2021 p27 lust, love, loss and longing 2021 p28 kill the moon 2021 p29 phantasm 2021 p30 besieged 2021 p31j1 a god's gambit 2022 p32 into darkness 2022 p34 resurgence 2022 p35 the woman who remembered, the boy who forgot 2022 p36 lost
"BLEU" - Thingy
**24th october 2021** i introduced "thingy" formally into a serious piece of work i was working on, along with me'zelf.
"Something Rises in the Morning"
#7 of poetry, both old and new this is a poem that i wrote in memoriam of my high school friend shedwain joseph who passed away on october 11, 2021, due to a fentanyl overdose caused by fake xanax. why do legends always have to die so young?
On the Mountaintop Away From the Storm
Originally written in december 2021 but posted first day in january 2022.
Moving In - 2021
**Moving In** **Three years later...** "Ugh," I took off my headset and whispered, "really, dude?" as I left the match. It didn't sit well with me that some online stranger in a video game told me some really mean...
HimynameisDuncan - 2021
**HimynameisDuncan** The blush on his face was very very apparent. Despite his green scales and very light brown chin, the pink streaks couldn't be washed away. His heart beated louder remembering the goat's gentle wink at...
Highball (2021)
Highball High noon, high above the sun baked landscape of the southwest, lumbered an old DC-6, westbound, alone in the empty, cyan sky. Four radial engines burbled, driving the gleaming propellers that clawed the thinning air at ten...
Recolences (Macro Size Fiction)
#1 of macro size fiction recolences ringtail and snep are © kereminde and me written by nines © nov 14 2021 edited (with a ton of improvements!) by kereminde this is a work of fiction.
Poem: The Floor
#7 of 2021 mental health crisis a joke of a poem "i'd read one even if you wrote about the floor!" that suddenly got serious! o.o; written on and trod on and walked on and stepped, crying for all the wrong reasons.
Poem: Being Seen
#4 of 2021 mental health crisis a sad poem about my mom refusing to see me as the person i am. not being seen, by others. not being seen, alone. not being seen, forever. not being seen, alone. not being seen, i worry. not being seen, i tear.
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: 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.