Category Archives: writing

♥

Posted on December 4, 2019 by shesneon

I heard the birds chirping and I became enlightened. Off the heads of peeking worms, through the thick of mud soiled to carefully stepped feet, the song of the day was my scream inside a barrel. I stopped numbering the … Continue reading →

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Hi, it’s me.

Posted on December 3, 2019 by shesneon

I’ve been writing so much in the last few weeks. In the beginning, I wasn’t sure how I felt about sharing my strange, random thoughts through poetry and short stories. But I can say for certain that I feel grateful … Continue reading →

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THEY SAY

Posted on December 3, 2019 by shesneon

Seasonal allergies. We all get them. And so, discomfort is expected. Even the bloody noses. This is integral, in fact– You’re supposed to bleed and wander with your head tilted back. If the dark circles around your eyes are an … Continue reading →

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Afraid of white shirts

Posted on December 3, 2019 by shesneon

I spill coffee every first sip and when I do, my armpits spiral like a dizzied child so I cover my arms with a black sweater kept around for the chance I’ll need it and end up picking the fuzz … Continue reading →

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ugly

Posted on December 2, 2019 by shesneon

Exactly 3 o’clock the mail hasn’t come. Slept in again with my glasses on. Pancakes for lunch pancakes for dinner. Quiet fills the space I’m so thoughtless. But I’m breathing and the light is louder. Screaming into a barrel it’s … Continue reading →

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Said to a child

Posted on December 2, 2019 by shesneon

Life isn’t boring Just shut your eyes And let your dreams play.

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Don’t believe me

Posted on November 12, 2019 by shesneon

I’d told you before      eleven times. Remember that old brown bag?      The ugly bag with the frayed straps. I peeped thread coming undone after one week. I’d told you before      don’t pay full price for new things.      Tarnishing      is … Continue reading →

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Huff and puff

Posted on November 12, 2019 by shesneon

Amazing how cold it gets      in Chicago      on a Tuesday. Watching palm trees die      on Lake Michigan      would be more sad      than not having them       at all. And loneliness becomes a game      having … Continue reading →

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Well, since you asked…

Posted on November 7, 2019 by shesneon

Accumulation of vacation days in the cold months a kid’s ice cream is melting in Rio. Planning trips for the holidays and seeing mother’s new charger plates wasteful wealth rings itself in. I’ve been hesitant to use sick days feels like … Continue reading →

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Black Hole

Posted on November 4, 2019 by shesneon

We could’ve stayed up until the crickets fell asleep, until whispers of those who complain about dry rain stopped. It’s filthy in here, the way rain water collects dirt off tire treads, coating the boots of 30-somethings in teddy bear … Continue reading →

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