Flames of inspiration often leave smoke signals behind.
From mine, these.
An ode to motherhood. Cute, funny, short.
(Coming to) My Senses
A poem from a breakup. The way past is through; I'm over it now.
(Mostly Bad) Poems
Some poems, which though they may suck, I feel nostalgic for them, so here you go.
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