From a seedling, powered by the freshest waves of grief is born a plant.It matures, weak and frail,watered by a fresh and constant flooding of tears.Through the stages of pain it draws strength from its teenage years to adulthood.New buds grow from the center,nurtured in a soil fertilized by the natural cycle of sorrows.The outer … Continue reading A Flower that Ever Blooms
Author: Diana West
Writer, graphic designer, photographer, and human just trying to figure out this crazy thing called life.
Cat Calls
You call to me your voice laced with sexuality that I do not permit, do not invite. Your eyes burn --- but not with desire. Ignited by something else more base. You're broken. Stripped of title stripped of power stripped of what you think is owed to you as a man. You look upon me … Continue reading Cat Calls
Morning Light
My soul dancing up and down on the rollercoaster of my emotions. I once thought that I was strong, but I find myself tearfully in awe of the majesty of the universe. Its vast propensity for humbleness and forgiveness in spite of all affronts. Simply amazing. If only that I (we) could adopt even a … Continue reading Morning Light
Pretty Little Things
Pretty little things dance on pretty little toes in their pretty little gowns of tule Pretty little things hold a pretty little pose with their faces all made up in rouge that pretty little thing has a pretty doll-like face though the light behind her eyes has disappeared oh you pretty little … Continue reading Pretty Little Things
The Job Search #4
I'm starting to doubt whether or not following your dreams makes sense. It's nice to live a life without regrets But... Is it practical? It's sweet to go to work not hating your job But sweet doesn't pay the bills. Well... unless you sell candy.
The Job Search #3
Dear Holder of High Expectations, As life is not an overnight oats kind of situation, please kindly allow me some time to figure my shit out. Sincerely, Recent Grad
Caia Rose 