buried beneath a storybook

sometimes it feels good to go a little darker…

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perhaps tomorrow

with thoughts of Spring, wrote the original version last year while observing nature – I consider this a new piece, heavy rewrite

I am vain

This piece inspired by my face, currently a disaster of stress rash. Apparently, holding back, in an attempt to be monstrously strong, isn’t good for you. I can now use my face like a 70’s mood ring. Never believed I was vain, but lately I’m hiding in the shadows along with my creatures.